He whips around, staring daggers directly through the Omnic--
-- and then he storms over to him, to it, and he furiously kicks off his one boot, tearing his own clothing and throwing it violently aside.
For a long moment, he just stares at Zenyatta, daring him, silently, to say something-- anything-- about the body he'd just exposed, the body that had caused him his fair share of troubles and confusion.
"You get whatever parts you want, and I'm stuck with all this!"
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Date: 2016-12-11 09:07 pm (UTC)-- and then he storms over to him, to it, and he furiously kicks off his one boot, tearing his own clothing and throwing it violently aside.
For a long moment, he just stares at Zenyatta, daring him, silently, to say something-- anything-- about the body he'd just exposed, the body that had caused him his fair share of troubles and confusion.
"You get whatever parts you want, and I'm stuck with all this!"