"Hmh," Doc grunts as he drapes the dishcloth over his shoulder and starts on his cup and the few dishes in the sink. "Much as I would advocate for the direct approach, 'Raylan, I don't think you're evil' is not how I would be starting that conversation." It's a bit lacking in the uh... Southern Charm department.

"Having said that, I think you're overthinking it. Just go with the flow. And if that's what ends up coming out, you can just roll with it." Probably easier said than done and requires more practice than it looks, but he doubts Raylan knows what he's doing either. They can be idiots together.