Raylan clucked. "As much as you care about people? C'mon. You'd be great. Shapin' a little person, cognizant of what they should and shouldn't be aware of at that age. You're too sweet to not be good with kids, I'm sure." His lips curled a little more.

"You know.. If you and I do come from the same world.. With Willa and all. She's.. It's a package deal." He knew he was betting against himself. He knew there was no way they were from the same world; Malcolm was right about Raylan around the whole topic. His balloon had been burst and now he couldn't reinflate it.

"Think you'd be able to handle that? That and an ex-wife?"