Hanzo rolls his eyes, picks up Lucio’s small bow and goes off to get dinner by himself. McCree slaps Lucio’s back, he means it all good naturedly but he’s so strong it kind of hurts the small boy “Kid, you’ve gotta learn to hunt or you’ll be livin’ off berries like a bird” Lucio looks even smaller somehow now that all his tiny confidence is gone again “But I don’t want to hurt anything..” he mumbles looking at the ground. McCree sighs, this poor kid has hard times ahead if he survives.
Ah, sweet baby…. That’s what happens when you’re raised domestic