[ Since it's part of his armor, Genji can't feel his touch but... he finds himself wishing he had? Goodness. The action itself is more than enough to make his stomach flutter a little and he clears his throat a little, trying not to blush. ] No, it's all right— You can't make me uncomfortable, Shigeru. [ Well, not physically at least... he sure makes his heart do funny things.

When he reads what he types next he smiles, nodding. ] That was part of my realization that my body was a gift, that I could help people. Your father sounds like he was a wise man. I think that would be a great idea.

[ His own father was... complicated. But he doesn't want to think about the man time, especially not when he's alone in a tent with Shigeru. ] Would you like to try again?