That is most kind of you to say, not knowing the lengths and depths of my transgressions. [But he has had plenty of time to be committing said transgressions and he is certain that even a forgiving and merciful God would take one look at John Henry Holliday and kick him to the kerb.]

Or. Maybe you do, but you are saying it anyway. Thank you, either way. [What does Doc know of angels and what they are and aren't capable of? To date he has only met demons who keep trying to fuck him and the Earps over.]

Seems like our new friend isn't going anywhere in a hurry. We are retracing our steps. [You don't need to be an expert tracker to see their footprints in the snow. At least it's been a full rotation, just about, and they aren't being attacked unprovoked. That's a good sign.]