"Even had we stayed, the clan would not have given us the purpose we seek." They both would have been miserable, just shells of themselves doing what the clan wanted or what was best for the family and losing themselves bit by bit until nothing remained. Sometimes he wondered if that's what had happened with their father, did he want to lead the clan? Or had that been thrust on him as he was trained from infancy just like he'd done to Hanzo, with no regard to his own wants or needs.

Genji couldn't have stayed. He would have left eventually, or been killed by someone if he didn't drink himself to death first. All his self-destructive reckless behavior would have caught up to him eventually.

He closes his eyes tightly before looking up at Hanzo again. Together. He's not ready for this, spending the past decade convinced that Hanzo hated him, that he valued the clan above his own brother. Duty was more important than the relationship between them.

"You are welcome to stay here. It's safe, and Peter removed all the cameras for me." That's not what Hanzo means and he knows it, but he can't let go of the past in order to consider the future when the past is sitting right there talking to him.