[At least Zenyatta is a fool in good company. He's the fool for letting himself get attached to the monk to the point where it physically pains him not to be forward with his own feelings for him, but surely he must get some sense of the fact that Hanzo indeed reciprocates at least some of it.

How can a being capable of processing so much more than human beings ever not pick up on something like that? He wishes he could open his mouth to say those words right back to him, but instead he sighs again, accepting the closeness Zenyatta is still willing to give him even through his silence.]

Stop. I know you feel the way you feel. Do not apologize for expressing it.

[Some humans went their entire lives never having professed love to the object of their affections, so that Zenyatta was able to do it was already impressive. Hanzo wouldn't allow the monk to feel as though he'd been wrong in speaking what was on his mind.]

I hope if that ever happens, that we will find each other again out there. Do you think you might be able to grow to feel this way about me again if your memories were taken from you? Maybe it would go better outside of this place.