[ Genji finishes cleaning the dishes in the sink and goes to sit back down at the table. He listens, making some mental notes of what he hears. It all sounds so unfamiliar and incredible while also seeming so... typical. Of Overwatch, at least. Between the SEP that gave Commander Morrison and Reyes such skill, what happened to Lena and, well, Winston's entire existence. (And Moira, the thought of her always sending a chill throughout his veins. Moira...)

One could even argue his own. 'Metahuman' was an interesting phrase... he wonders if it'd be one given to him, were he from Cisco's world. Being a cyborg isn't the only interesting thing about him.

But learning the extent of Cisco's abilities is almost... heartbreaking, in a way. It's the only way Genji can think of it. To be given such an ability, without asking for it, and it being such a power. No wonder he's nervous, scared— because he doesn't want to be end up being the cause of anybody's pain, especially those he loves.

The trials people must face, Genji thinks. Sometimes they are far too cruel to have to overcome. But it does not make him lose any hope. ]

That is... [ A pause. ] A lot. That is quite a lot of knowledge that has been put upon your shoulders, isn't it? I do not think anyone would blame you for being fearful of these gifts of yours.

[ He smiles just a little. ] But I stand by what I said, I do not believe in lost causes. I fully believe you can harness this, or at least not be succumbed by it.

[ Genji crosses his arms and leans back in his chair. ] I wouldn't claim to understand what you're feeling, but I do understand what it's like to have to learn 'control.'