That point wasn't untrue. It was the first time that someone had put it that way and while it was comforting, Raylan wasn't sure he could do that forever. Maybe when he was done dusting up in the field. Maybe in a few years. Maybe it just needed to simmer.
The more Tim talked, the more concessions of how and what Raylan was at his core being acknowledged and voiced, the less terrible it sounded. Tim wasn't suggesting that Raylan change or turn into someone he wasn't. Just an adjustment. His own pinky tightened in response to Tim's and he looked over sidelong to read whatever he could that might come with the words.
Somehow, the idea of doing it to help get Tim out of all the running field work was less troublesome than doing it for himself or Willa. There were still the same hurdles as before but.. Well, all Raylan really needed was the right motivation.
"We'd both have to do some thinkin'. And we got time. Here and there. Maybe I take a few years, clean up my edges. Let you.. us. Figure out how we can get you through that to the other side. I might be ready for some peace then."
By age or comfort, he'd take either one. Somewhere in the back of his head, he realized that giving up field work meant that he would have to be happy at home. Have something to come home to that wasn't his own thoughts and frustrations.
"And I will think about it," he promised. "If you will."
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The more Tim talked, the more concessions of how and what Raylan was at his core being acknowledged and voiced, the less terrible it sounded. Tim wasn't suggesting that Raylan change or turn into someone he wasn't. Just an adjustment. His own pinky tightened in response to Tim's and he looked over sidelong to read whatever he could that might come with the words.
Somehow, the idea of doing it to help get Tim out of all the running field work was less troublesome than doing it for himself or Willa. There were still the same hurdles as before but.. Well, all Raylan really needed was the right motivation.
"We'd both have to do some thinkin'. And we got time. Here and there. Maybe I take a few years, clean up my edges. Let you.. us. Figure out how we can get you through that to the other side. I might be ready for some peace then."
By age or comfort, he'd take either one. Somewhere in the back of his head, he realized that giving up field work meant that he would have to be happy at home. Have something to come home to that wasn't his own thoughts and frustrations.
"And I will think about it," he promised. "If you will."