"I been upset plenty of times, there's no one comin' to defend my feelings or my honor, relax," he said with a wave of his hand and a dismissive look. There was no one who was going to defend him or argue for him - that wasn't likely to change just because he met a few new faces. If he knew that John had defended him at all in other conversations, he'd be just as confused and surprised.

"Kill you," he echoed, face pinching again as he shifted forward in his seat, forearms resting on the table. "That's a.. pretty serious kinda warnin' from him. Somehow I doubt he's actually gonna kill you, Henry isn't that kinda man. If you were worried." He did not look worried.

"What place was the disagreement over then?"

Oh, Raylan would get to John and Zed, but he could guess that she was happy to be back, John was happy to have her back and, if he had to really take a stab at it, John's peppy mood likely had something to do with the company upstairs. Still, he'd ask.