At least the cat had stayed out of the room with emotions flaring just moments ago. Probably figured it was safe- to rub up against McCree's hand and start purring. How did he end up taking in a cat again? "Can't leave what was clearly a pet wandering the street." That was how, he'd even checked in with where he'd seen the cat before and, well.

Previous owners weren't around any longer, guess people could vanish as easily as they appeared.

"Gabriel Reyes died, McCree." A small gesture towards his face, moving to pick his mask back up. "This is my curse, and you can't abandon the dead." No time to get sentimental.