Genji is minding his own business, going to get something to eat to bring back to his room and trying to not freeze to death when he hears a very familiar jingle jangle.

He hesitates, after the meeting with his brother he's been feeling a little morose, mad at himself for not taking control of the situation the way he'd imagined. Maybe he's just stressed and now imagining what he wants to hear.

He figures it's not real, but he can't help but go to look, turning the corner and spotting a familiar red swatch of fabric ahead of him.

"Jesse?" Genji's familiar lights are covered up by the orange hoodie he's wearing along with black sweatpants. It looks a bit strange with his sword sticking out from underneath it.

"Are .. Are you really here?"