[We'll all ignore the terrible irony in 76's phrasing. The duo make haste for their new destination. The sun is insufferably hot and McCree shares his water and rations while as they ride. By the time they make it to ruins (he was right! there's totally ruins around here) and get off the horse she's visibly fatigued. There's a few scant trees around (which the horse is tied under one of them), shrubs and grass but it's still mostly open desert, aside from the haphazard stone ruins which provide some better cover. Not the best but they'll have to make due. McCree's not going to bother with his stupid sandpit trap again when he's really not sure what they'll be up against. Not likely a single target.
Now they wait. Maybe they'll come at night, or maybe they'll brave the shitty desert sun too. McCree isn't keen on being in it any more regardless and also takes up a shady spot to rest under a tree.]
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Now they wait. Maybe they'll come at night, or maybe they'll brave the shitty desert sun too. McCree isn't keen on being in it any more regardless and also takes up a shady spot to rest under a tree.]