[Saitama wouldn't have noticed Zenyatta so high up if the tinkling oh his orbs hadn't drifted down on the wind to faintly tickle his ears.
He looked up and spotted him in the morning, shrugged, and continued on his business.
Many hours later, he returns down the same route, a bit disheveled and with some poor creature's blood splattered on him. Hearing the tinkling again, he squints back up and spots Zenyatta in the same position.
His brows furrow, wondering if Zenyatta was broken--or frozen, like his laptop sometimes would do if he hadn't restarted it for a long time.
So, vaguely concerned, he finds his way up there and approaches. Standing behind him, he leans over to peer over Zenyatta's shoulder to his face.]
Hey. You all right, or were you hit by a blue screen of death?
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He looked up and spotted him in the morning, shrugged, and continued on his business.
Many hours later, he returns down the same route, a bit disheveled and with some poor creature's blood splattered on him. Hearing the tinkling again, he squints back up and spots Zenyatta in the same position.
His brows furrow, wondering if Zenyatta was broken--or frozen, like his laptop sometimes would do if he hadn't restarted it for a long time.
So, vaguely concerned, he finds his way up there and approaches. Standing behind him, he leans over to peer over Zenyatta's shoulder to his face.]
Hey. You all right, or were you hit by a blue screen of death?