Silence over the empty room is illuminated by a soft sigh by the meditating omnic, rhythmic with the breaths he took, not that he needed to breathe. It was a soothing, grounding gesture, of which allowed him to bring peace to his mind. The monastery had been much more solemn, with the news of Mondatta's passing. Of course, such news affected Zenyatta as much as any of the other omnic monks as Shambali. But, that couldn't let their cause waver.

His moment of meditation was broken by footsteps from the other side of the room, the eight orbs around his neck shuffling as he turned his head.