"What's one more ghost? You seem to attract them on this little adventure." Hissed, and there was something that did have him watching to keep his distance from those shadows. Some feeling even he could sense, watching them follow the cowboy from the corner of an eye.

As well as he could with the mask on.

Silent as he simply stood and watched, head tilted to the side -still had that skill, huh?- and stepped to the side simply to give those that followed room and not McCree himself. "You rarely listened when it was good for you, I don't expect any different now.

"Wouldn't be the first time I watched you go." Had his own shadows agitated, curling along shoulders as if they were feathers that had been ruffled.