[Even before that tell-tale glow Zenyatta suspects something- the way his partner moves, that sleek, catlike grace, that subtle confidence... by the time Genji laughs he is only confirming his suspicions.]
Genji!
[He is soft and, unaccountably, breathless, but even as Genji sets him on the very tips of his toes he does not hesitate to fall back towards him for a single moment; his arms will be waiting.]
Why did you never tell me you could dance?
[He steps backwards, extending their arms. If Genji is focusing their steps will remain in perfect synchronisation.]
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Genji!
[He is soft and, unaccountably, breathless, but even as Genji sets him on the very tips of his toes he does not hesitate to fall back towards him for a single moment; his arms will be waiting.]
Why did you never tell me you could dance?
[He steps backwards, extending their arms. If Genji is focusing their steps will remain in perfect synchronisation.]