"We'll see about that." Working with McCree again after so long, some twisted little feeling remaining buried. The only sort of work Reaper would be interested in here was mostly those that sent people off to fight. Beast Hunter's Guild or something like that- easier to just move the animals elsewhere than kill it like wanted.

Animals here were just as strange as just about everything else.

There was still something that didn't fully trust the cowboy, years of living like he had -the thoughts- would make it difficult. Maybe that was for the better, left less room for betrayal if he was already expecting it.