[He furrows his brows, bemused, then reaches out to poke him in the shoulder.]

Then you're reading me wrong, dude, I wasn't asking you anything. Just . . . letting you know something.

[He finishes with an awkward scratch to his neck. He's never hinted this worry outloud to anyone before, and he definitely wasn't coming to Zenyatta for an answer to anything. He just figured Zenyatta wouldn't judge and not be too eager to praise like Genos.]

Getting it off my chest.