In quiet, thoughtful times, Raylan wished he was more the type of man like John Henry. Infuriatingly calm, always having the right words to soothe and comfort the people around them. He wanted to be able to do that right now, to provide Klaus some reassurance but there was nothing to reassure. They didn't know if they were stuck here, or if they'd get back or if they'd get sent home or hell, if they'd get sucked up by a great Void.

Raylan simmered for a half second, visibly trying to pull himself back under his own control.

"That's alright. It's okay, we'll.. figure it out. I don't wanna leave you here. You wanna come with me or.." What were the other options? Raylan wasn't going to be able to stay in one spot, not without lashing out at a wall or something. Klaus didn't need that either, he was sure.