Not easy news to take. [It's said more for the sake of being said, condolences given in other words. McCree's not eager to dwell on it but he seem to fall into a moment of silence regardless. They've all lost a lot here.]

My world--[And damn does it feel weird saying that--verbally acknowledging tangible evidence Earth wasn't alone in the galaxy with none of the excitement of the Earthlings discovering it for themselves--but he continues,] was on the brink of destruction for a long time. Omnic Crisis was one of the one of the greatest threats we'd ever faced. Took years for us to overcome it. But we did.

[And now it's all gone again. As they walk McCree feels his hat bump and nudge against Lavellan. He's not used to it doing that and after short deliberation the simplest solution seems easier--he reaches up and simply moves his hat onto Lavellan's head. It's a blindly done gestures so likely his hat rests a little crooked but now there'll be a lot less bumping going on.]