[Hanzo folds his arms and looks away, frowning to himself when she starts cheering.
For Achilles. Everyone seems to be.
He knows logically that when -- and it's only a matter of when -- McCree loses, he will take it well, take it in stride, walk with that self assured swagger of his away from it with lazy smile. Why would he need any encouragement for a match he will lose to anyway?
It doesn't make much sense to him, but Hanzo sighs and turns his head and watches the two again. It's stupid.]
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[Hanzo folds his arms and looks away, frowning to himself when she starts cheering.
For Achilles. Everyone seems to be.
He knows logically that when -- and it's only a matter of when -- McCree loses, he will take it well, take it in stride, walk with that self assured swagger of his away from it with lazy smile. Why would he need any encouragement for a match he will lose to anyway?
It doesn't make much sense to him, but Hanzo sighs and turns his head and watches the two again. It's stupid.]