He nods, clutching one of the little dragons to his chest, listening to the tiny rumble it makes echo against the metal of his armor. As soon as it moves to get out of his grasp he lets it go, letting it crawl up him to sit on his head.

"Okay. Ben is very kind, he's a good person." The kind of person Genji wishes he was. "You told me once I make everything worse. That I make things sharp and shattered and painful. I think you're right."

He stays right where he is, eyes locked on the ground. Cole should go find Ben, he'd be able to smooth over this uncomfortable and confusing conversation. Genji will just stay here and think about everything he's done in his whole life.

He apparently hurt someone he barely even remembers existing? Wouldn't even recognize her if he saw her again.

Still, he can't figure out what he did wrong.

Just like everything else.