[NAILED IT. He nailed it. McCree is unreasonably taken with Karamatsu, though he'd be quick to blame all that adrenalin. He's in too good of a mood to give even an iota of a damn about it. He just wants to make this feeling last the rest of the night, if possible. He lets out a short barking laugh and half-clasps half-slaps Karamatsu's shoulder.]

I don't think I could hate anyone who can belt out Freebird like their life and destiny depended on it.

[Finally he leans back and gives Karamatsu a little breathing room, dragging his hands over his stubbly chin.]

Especially against... [He makes a short clipped grunt, almost a laugh] I don't even know what those ladies were. Like humanoid Pachimari or something. You ever see anything like that?