Raylan wouldn't be opposed to another house party, a smaller group he didn't have to feel so awkwardly hosting about. The good news was that the house would have that party and he would still have no idea until it was about it happen. Not a totally unpleasant surprise. The cowboy nodded his agreement, glad that Doc wasn't arguing about those points, at least.
There was a different between not wanting to see people and not caring about the state of the place they were in and who was around them. If it had been the latter, Raylan might have started worrying.
Raylan tilted his head a little at that superficial response - it even sounded like a half automated script that Doc ran just to keep perceptive people off the scent. He didn't believe it and gave Doc all the room he needed to actually answer.
He couldn't help but scoff a laugh that threatened to break into a real one. "So he's back up, in case I don't do what needs doin?" Raylan breathed out, eyebrows lifting over a shake of his head. "Doc, I'll kill you if I think you need killing. And I've killed enough men, I think I know when that is. You're not dyin' anytime soon. You wanna say he's here out of the kindness of our hearts, fine, but don't set it out like I'm not willing or capable to see done what needs to be done."
Raylan might try to find another way, if there was one, but he wouldn't put anyone in danger doing it. And while his gut sank at even the idea of having to put Doc down, a sterile term that kept it all at arms length, if he had to, he would find a way.
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There was a different between not wanting to see people and not caring about the state of the place they were in and who was around them. If it had been the latter, Raylan might have started worrying.
Raylan tilted his head a little at that superficial response - it even sounded like a half automated script that Doc ran just to keep perceptive people off the scent. He didn't believe it and gave Doc all the room he needed to actually answer.
He couldn't help but scoff a laugh that threatened to break into a real one. "So he's back up, in case I don't do what needs doin?" Raylan breathed out, eyebrows lifting over a shake of his head. "Doc, I'll kill you if I think you need killing. And I've killed enough men, I think I know when that is. You're not dyin' anytime soon. You wanna say he's here out of the kindness of our hearts, fine, but don't set it out like I'm not willing or capable to see done what needs to be done."
Raylan might try to find another way, if there was one, but he wouldn't put anyone in danger doing it. And while his gut sank at even the idea of having to put Doc down, a sterile term that kept it all at arms length, if he had to, he would find a way.