The metal is slightly warm to the touch due to all the tech inside heating up from operating McCree's every slight movement. He smiles faintly at her curiosity, but he's not one to be candid about the loss of his arm.
"It's a long story. One I really don't like telling." Not unless he's got a full bottle of whiskey and no sense left in his head.
"But hey, I knew a couple of people with cybernetic arms. One who was a cyborg in fact, so he had a lot more metal parts than me." He's thinking of Genji; the one they referred to as the ninja, because instead of a gun he fought with shurikens and a sword.
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"It's a long story. One I really don't like telling." Not unless he's got a full bottle of whiskey and no sense left in his head.
"But hey, I knew a couple of people with cybernetic arms. One who was a cyborg in fact, so he had a lot more metal parts than me." He's thinking of Genji; the one they referred to as the ninja, because instead of a gun he fought with shurikens and a sword.