Relief fills Zenyatta's circuits to see that the panic attack is subsiding. He would much rather break Washington out of this false reality than break Washington himself.

"It depends on your version of luck. I cannot run anyone over if I do not run." He playfully wiggles a foot as he's bobs a little in his hover. Humor and banter are some things he can do. Especially if it keeps Washington interacting with him rather than trying to dismiss him as a figment of his mind. "But sometimes I take 'crossing paths' quite literally."

He tilts his head as he considers the Orb of Harmony hovering near Wash. "However, you are safe for the moment... unless you think it would help. I could help knock you off course and down a different path."

Zenyatta means that in more ways than one.