There it is again. That aggression. The last few minutes, it seems, have been little more than the eye of Junkrat's storm, and it has already passed over the both of them. Zenyatta gives a small, disappointed sigh, and rises to his feet again.
"I will oblige your first condition, if not the second- if you shake my hand." For such a soft voice it truly is impressive, how hard he can make it sound. Not angry, or aggressive- just determined. He will not be moved on this, even if he is already gliding across the floor to where Junkrat sits. It also, conveniently, brings him closer to the door. "Just the once."
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Date: 2016-12-03 10:25 pm (UTC)"I will oblige your first condition, if not the second- if you shake my hand." For such a soft voice it truly is impressive, how hard he can make it sound. Not angry, or aggressive- just determined. He will not be moved on this, even if he is already gliding across the floor to where Junkrat sits. It also, conveniently, brings him closer to the door. "Just the once."