[ Cisco gives a small nod of understanding; it sounds like they hadn't made it easy, for Genji. Perhaps they hadn't turned on him, kept him prisoner, but... evidently it hadn't been without some share of mess. ]

I... didn't know that. Is it because of, uh, I think Hana called them omnics?

[ His knowledge about their world is relatively limited, but Hana had told him some. He'd seen her memory of the attack on Seoul, and she'd explained the basics about the war. It's only too easy, to imagine that after something like that, people might turn hateful. It makes no sense to Cisco, of course. To him, despite his body, despite the reverberations in his voice and how much of him is made of metal now, Genji's a human. But he knows, of course, that the worst prejudices were never based on anything like facts or rationality, anyway. ]

Sounds like your master was a good man.

[ Cisco feels a kind of gratitude, even though he knows nothing about the guy. He'd helped Genji, when he needed it. And in a way, is helping Cisco now, via Genji. A sort of second-hand ally. ]

What kind of phrase? I mean... does it matter what it is?

[ It's easier said than done, not feeling ashamed, but Cisco's trying to move past the embarrassment by focusing on this as just a part of the lesson. That's why he's here: to learn to stop these flashes of terror in their tracks, before they seeped into him so deeply that he would start to vibe. ]

Should I- say it out loud or is it an in your head kind of thing?