Oh, I wouldn't think that making trouble was all you were good at.

[Said with a bit of a tease to her voice. It was a skill he was rather good at, sure. Rowdy, rough-and-tumble, definitely fit the outlaw persona. But it wasn't his only skill, that much was for sure.]

You were a hard worker, and you had a very strong sense of justice. A clear idea of what was right and what was wrong.

[McCree had been a well-meaning kid, even if he had a criminal record the size of his home state. And Gabriel had seen that; he wouldn't have taken such a liking to the young outlaw if he hadn't, taken under his wing the way he had.]

And you still do, it seems. Common criminals don't normally do vigilante work, do they?