"Big field makes it more excitin'." He smirks back at him, twirling his peacemaker pistol on his finger. The crops around them both seem to be thriving, a good- if a little uneasy on McCree's part- mood over both of them he assumes.

The guy behind him is a ghost. One he hadn't realized was alive until he'd accepted the Recall. That seemed to be happening more often than not nowadays, between him and Ana and-

"We'll just have to get one from the others. Thisaway, sir."