[ The metal klink klinks as Pharah raps against it, and McCree's expression takes on an 'aw, shucks' quality. ]

Nothin' quite so fancy as all that. Just something to replace what got lost.

[ He rubs his beard with his good hand, making a show of looking her over. ]

Helix Securities, eh? I heard of that firm. Prestigious. You done well for yourself.

[ He sounds proud; warm. He's truly glad for her. ]

Damn sight better'n some of us old mercenaries, anyhow.