Instinctively Hanzo's fingers tightened on his bow as his brother made his way over. They might not be enemies anymore but they had fought too often for him to forget the threat Genji posed. He was a very gifted warrior and his robotic enhancements had only made him stronger. With a very deliberate breath he relaxed his fingers. His bother was not here to kill him. This time.

"What do you propose we do instead?" If Genji suggested a spar Hanzo would refuse. That way only led to more fighting and in no way would relax either of them for sleep. He couldn't predict what his brother was thinking. Not that he could as a young man either. He had never expected Genji's betrayal of their clan. What did he know of his bother now?