[Gabe laughs, at that. In your life. No. None, in fact. He's only seen one person die, and that's the night he'd always remember, the night he would never let anyone else forget. No matter how eager they were to forget in earnest, he would never allow them to. Never.]
[But that - that was a slow death. A pained death. There was no bombast, no fanfare.]
[Maybe he would have minded a little less, if it was something as fantastic as that.]
You could say that, I guess.
[He jerks his chin in McCree's direction, still grinning.]
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[But that - that was a slow death. A pained death. There was no bombast, no fanfare.]
[Maybe he would have minded a little less, if it was something as fantastic as that.]
You could say that, I guess.
[He jerks his chin in McCree's direction, still grinning.]
But neither had you before then, it looks like.