[Hanzo sips his tea. The taste on top of the toothpaste flavor still in his mouth isn't ideal, but it's the warmth that brings him comfort and settles his stomach. So he takes his time with it.]

Which I understand, and admire. [He responds quickly and perhaps a bit more defensively than he should.] But finding the good in people who lack any redeeming qualities seems futile and pointless.

[It's probably obvious at this point what he's talking about so Hanzo doesn't do much to hide that Zenyatta has been worming his way into the archer's tough exterior to help him heal. But just like his father he's painfully stubborn and difficult to get close to. The omnic manages to keep trying though.]

Anyway. He will be pleased to see you.