[He can't for the life of him figure out where those dragons managed to get the affinity for cuddling that they have. It's like they'll wind themselves around anything, and clearly it's not a trait Hanzo would ever admit to having.

But they look happy so he allows it, turning away to look at Genji who also glances from the sight. Definitely for different reasons given the expression on his face. Hanzo rests a hand on his brother's shoulder--even that feels uncomfortable and unnatural after all of this time.]

And you can stay here if you prefer.

[Hanzo can't imagine Genji would take him up on that when the place was full of empty alcohol bottles and not much else, but his offer stands. Call it the first step of many in trying to make up for what he did.]

There is something of an arena not too far. I spend a lot of time there sparring for practice.