❛ WHAT are you doing ? ❜
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The only warning McCree ever got before the junker grabbed the cowboy’s mechanical arm was a creak of his peg leg, a brief ‘Huh’ escaping him as he examined the limb, eyebrow raised. A metal finger of his own came crashing against the other, poking it a few time as Junkrat stared up at the arm’s owner. Did he care about invading someone’s personal space, or getting him mad? Ha! Of course not.
❝That’s a FANCY lookin’ arm if I ever saw one! How d’ya lose yours, eh?❞
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Warmth had already begun to bloom in his face, a pleasant flush dusting high in his cheeks. Eyes closed, Hanzo savored the flavor of alcohol on his tongue, the muscles in his shoulders loose and relaxed. Odd. What a sight, really, to see him so calm and untroubled. “Sake,” he eventually supplied, head turning ever slightly to catch Jesse out of the corner of his eye. “Far better than your choice.”