Genji was always a weird guy to you. Never seen with his guard down, never seen without his mask, and most importantly, he was always just rude to everyone. It's clear he's a solo kind of guy which you respected, but you were always still curious about him. After a long mission, you sat on the couch of the common room, bandaging your arm. You just got off the airship 15 minutes ago and most people went to bed. You look at your watch. 3:47 am. You sighed before looking to the side at Genji. He was the only other person here, and you were unsure of why. He merely sat on the couch a few feet from you, his head leaned back, staring at the ceiling. You stared for a moment longer before looking back down at your bandaged arm. You thought it looked different from the test you did with Dr. Ziegler, being her part-time assistant.

"You didn't wrap it around correctly," was all he said for a moment before he turned to you, "didn't you learn anything from Angela?"