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McCree let out a small sigh as he watched Hanzo break off from the group, quietly wondering what exactly was so bad about staying. However, he quickly dismissed the idea once he remembered his own reluctance to this get-together in the first place; if he was still wary, even if he was around friends, then Hanzo must be far worse off. When Genji left the table as well, the gunslinger just rolled his eyes and leaned back in his chair.
"Well, at least this shindig seems to be going quite well so far..." Jesse started to drawl,looking around the room, only to see Tracer leap up to go and greet someone or other. Turning, he noticed a slightly familiar face, though the name slipped his mind. "Wait a second...How many people did she invite?" Instantly, the wary mutter left his lips as he stared back into the depths of his drink.