"I was a gunslinger first, professional gambler second. Doctor has not been high on that list for a long time." Still, that hasn't stopped him from trying. It seems as if Raylan's gone for a walk so they have the kitchen to themselves. Doc hovers on the other side of the counter, arms flat on the countertop as he crosses his ankles and breathes out a sigh.

"Given our current circumstances I suppose I should have stuck with that trade a little longer." That seems to be more useful around these parts than shooting with guns he does not have.