"You don't walk around with a lotta hope to spare in your pocket, do you." Raylan squeezes Klaus's shoulder before retracting it, fingers hooking into his jean pockets as they moved.

"After every big thing that happens here, we get a few days." Of course he'd noticed. He would be a pretty shit Marshal if he didn't see that pattern after five weeks. The days 'off' had been different between each bullshit chapter, but it was there, nonetheless.

"You ever do yoga?"