He wasn't used to any concern, really, so it was all strange. The fact that he hadn't gotten stern about it was good enough; he was trying to take it gracefully. The fact that Doc wasn't arguing the negotiations was progress on it's own - two immoveable mountains of stubbornness against each other.

"Thank you," he murmured with a quiet nod of his head as Doc turned his hands over this way and that. Of all the injuries of the men combined, his hands were the worst. Raylan was glad there wasn't a lot that needed doing otherwise he would have felt badly that Doc was doing it all.

"Maybe we'll get a break after this, hmm? A few more days where various shit isn't hittin' the fan. I know Mathis likes to keep it interestin' but I could have done without the hard wash."