"How's about you try it out and let me know how it goes?" McCree's not ready to completely dismiss the possibility that this goblin may, in fact, know the way to go, but he's awfully wary too.

"What're the stones for?" he asks, picturing the guy flinging one at him and turning his shoulder slightly towards them in case he has to shield the blow. McCree has more trust for Bureau folk, not goblins in the middle of a mine.