[Ah. Spanish. 76 has picked up a little from running around in Mexico, and from some people who spoke it once upon a time in another life. He's never been good at holding a conversation, but he can pick up a few choice words here and there. Enough to understand the gist of what's being said. He can't tell if the threat of brothers is a bluff or not, but if they're dealing with a gang, he doesn't want to chance it.
Not that he thinks the two of them aren't capable of wiping the floor with more mooks, but he'd rather not. They have a train to catch, and the more people they run into, the harder it will be for them to stay under the radar.]
Knock him out.
[He sort of wonders if McCree expects him to say they should kill the kid.]
Tie him up. We'll take turns keeping an eye on him tonight and dump him in the closest town.
[While he says this, however, he hefts his rifle in the event the kid doesn't speak English--scare him a little more.]
Take the weapons. Check him for anything that might alert someone to our position. [A phone, a GPS. Despite himself, he says it like he's giving orders. It still comes far too naturally to him.] Tell him if he tries anything funny, I'll kill him. [Here, look, he's going to point at this unfortunate soul.] Voy a matarte. Comprende, niño?
[He knows how to say that much. 76 is that after his current display, he should want a quick death by McCree's peacekeeper in comparison. Hopefully that will deter him from trying anything funny.]
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Not that he thinks the two of them aren't capable of wiping the floor with more mooks, but he'd rather not. They have a train to catch, and the more people they run into, the harder it will be for them to stay under the radar.]
Knock him out.
[He sort of wonders if McCree expects him to say they should kill the kid.]
Tie him up. We'll take turns keeping an eye on him tonight and dump him in the closest town.
[While he says this, however, he hefts his rifle in the event the kid doesn't speak English--scare him a little more.]
Take the weapons. Check him for anything that might alert someone to our position. [A phone, a GPS. Despite himself, he says it like he's giving orders. It still comes far too naturally to him.] Tell him if he tries anything funny, I'll kill him. [Here, look, he's going to point at this unfortunate soul.] Voy a matarte. Comprende, niño?
[He knows how to say that much. 76 is that after his current display, he should want a quick death by McCree's peacekeeper in comparison. Hopefully that will deter him from trying anything funny.]