She feels like this is a weird encounter to begin with, with a weird fellow from a weird land, but nonetheless, she doesn't necessarily deign him with a verbal answer, but rather, draws up her bow and starts playing something she learned when she was very young.
McCree is able to strum along with her, providing some harmonic counterpart to the piece.
Erinne looks moved. She doesn't play with other people often, and it's a weird feeling to hear two sounds coming together as one. Ultimately, at the end of the performance, she lets her violin hang downward and her shoulders slump.
You get the sense she's thinking about her sister. And then, as if her pluck returns, sighs and stares at McCree.
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McCree is able to strum along with her, providing some harmonic counterpart to the piece.
Erinne looks moved. She doesn't play with other people often, and it's a weird feeling to hear two sounds coming together as one. Ultimately, at the end of the performance, she lets her violin hang downward and her shoulders slump.
You get the sense she's thinking about her sister. And then, as if her pluck returns, sighs and stares at McCree.
"Remember, you promised. See you around."