"Those stories and bullshit on the net is inflated and looked at through hero lenses that opts to ignore the ugliness that surrounded it; you cast your own shadow before I knew who you really are. Got a fairly decent measure of the man in front of me." With only a few wild ass curve balls.

He'd made eye contact for those sets of statements but swung his eyes towards the floor about ten feet ahead of him. Raylan knew Doc meant well but whatever secret key he might hold to how one opened up to someone else, he'd opted to keep to himself.

Not even Winona had gotten Raylan to open too far up, or could accept him for who he was. If a woman he honestly loved couldn't, after several attempts, what made this have any greater chance? It was a common complaint, him not talking about his feelings. One of his many flaws.

"Alright... You wanna tell me what happened to your face and why your hat is missin'?"