[McCree's eyes narrow, being somewhere between residual drunk and not quite sober but getting there, and needing moment to process what Cole is saying, or rather the manner it's said in, by someone with an intimate familiarity of something that isn't his.
Weird but harmless, he excuses. Creepy, maybe. McCree isn't beyond sharing his hat when it fits a good head but it will only ever be temporary... and there's more to think about here too. He rears up with a frown, inhaling and curling his arms under until his palms rest on his knees for support. He lurches over Cole and scrutinizes him suddenly, brown eyes dark and sharp even if his mind isn't quite there yet. He'll rely on his gut to make up the difference which may not necessarily be the best thing when there's a growl in his voice.]
He said that? He can't say that to my face so he sent some kid do to it for him?
cole :')
Weird but harmless, he excuses. Creepy, maybe. McCree isn't beyond sharing his hat when it fits a good head but it will only ever be temporary... and there's more to think about here too. He rears up with a frown, inhaling and curling his arms under until his palms rest on his knees for support. He lurches over Cole and scrutinizes him suddenly, brown eyes dark and sharp even if his mind isn't quite there yet. He'll rely on his gut to make up the difference which may not necessarily be the best thing when there's a growl in his voice.]
He said that? He can't say that to my face so he sent some kid do to it for him?