No, I do not intend to do that. I imagine that would be very messy and not pleasant for either of us.

[ But at the question of what the Iris is, Zenyatta noticeably pauses. He hums before answering. ]

The Iris the warmth of the sun on a cold day. It is the refreshing breeze waking the drowsy. It is the earth below our feet and the sky above our heads. We are all one within the Iris.

[ Enjoy that answer, Junkrat. ]