No weapons, no. But after a few moments to steady himself he does still lift a hand to brush Genji's away. He's fine. Clearly.

Despite his fingers feeling that strange tingling in them still, stiffening as he closes and uncloses his fist.

"What is this place? What is happening? Why are you here?" And that earns him back a little focus once more, narrowing his eyes at his brother, standing there with an armful of groceries as if this was normal. Somehow.

It's not quite blame. But he could get it there, with long enough to dwell on it. Better not to go down that path just yet.