An honest answer. In truth he's not sure what he expected him to say. The future had always seemed distant and unobtainable, a myth more than a reality.

"Maybe you will. The journey has already changed you, everything we do shapes us, molds us. Like rocks in a river." Zenyatta had put that far more eloquently, but the meaning is the same. Even this conversation is changing them, but Genji isn't sure how long they can go without addressing the actions that had brought them here.

He pulls his legs up, wraping his arms around them and resting his head on his knees. "I think we have both spent our whole lives searching for who we are. Maybe someday, we will find ourselves."