"You are restless, yes?" Genji asked as he stepped into a long mostly empty storage room. He moved a little quicker now that there was more to shield what little noise he made from reaching and waking any of the others. "I used to engage in target practice when I could not sleep." Not that he needed it, and not that Hanzo did, but the repetitive motion of throwing and then retrieving helped.

Back when he'd been uncomfortable with himself. Hanzo was uncomfortable with him, and there was a level of cautious vigilance he felt around his brother. Particularly when he was armed. He stepped back out of the line of fire and also at a little further distance. There wasn't really enough room to get far enough away from Hanzo that Genji wouldn't be able to close the distance quickly, but it was a start at least.