[76 takes a moment to find the source of the bleeding, clapping his hand back over it and squeezing once he realizes where the graze is. Nothing they can't bandage up with basic field medical supplies, but annoying nonetheless. Not that his jacket isn't already covered in dirt and old blood, simply by nature of the things he's been doing.]
Doesn't matter.
[He appears more coherent after another moment, nudging the bodies on the ground, checking them for any sign of movement. When he's reasonably sure there will not, in fact, be any movement, he starts to follow after McCree. 76 can't see, exactly, but he can hear there's someone still alive and incapacitated. For a moment he wonders why, but then he realizes that it might be prudent to question at least one of them.
He picks up his rifle and lets McCree do the talking, hovering threateningly close behind.]
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Doesn't matter.
[He appears more coherent after another moment, nudging the bodies on the ground, checking them for any sign of movement. When he's reasonably sure there will not, in fact, be any movement, he starts to follow after McCree. 76 can't see, exactly, but he can hear there's someone still alive and incapacitated. For a moment he wonders why, but then he realizes that it might be prudent to question at least one of them.
He picks up his rifle and lets McCree do the talking, hovering threateningly close behind.]