And that's the hitch, isn't it? It's not just tearing himself free of the expectations of the clan. For such a long time he'd internalized those expectations and they'd become his own. It's not enough that he's away from the clan when so much of who he is resides in that life left behind.
After hesitating a moment, Hanzo reaches out to take a pair of sunglasses. The tackiest things he can see, holographic paint decorating the frame. He promptly slips them on, and focuses an intense stare over the top of them at his brother.
Which lasts all of five seconds, before the corner of his mouth starts to twitch, threatening laughter.
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And that's the hitch, isn't it? It's not just tearing himself free of the expectations of the clan. For such a long time he'd internalized those expectations and they'd become his own. It's not enough that he's away from the clan when so much of who he is resides in that life left behind.
After hesitating a moment, Hanzo reaches out to take a pair of sunglasses. The tackiest things he can see, holographic paint decorating the frame. He promptly slips them on, and focuses an intense stare over the top of them at his brother.
Which lasts all of five seconds, before the corner of his mouth starts to twitch, threatening laughter.