I imagine Hanzo comes back like ‘my dragons aren’t pets, stop this immediately’ but nah, they’re just big dogs that are excited McCree actually wanna scratch them behind the horns.
If we’re going to update the pantheon of regrettable artists, can we add “white male writer who was legitimately progressive twenty years ago, but hasn’t learned or grown as an artist in any way whatsoever since then, and now exists in a state of grumpy bewilderment at the fact that he’s being critcised for doing exactly the same stuff that used to win him praise”?
