His lips rolled into a line and he grunted. Raylan could say that he'd do the same but he wasn't going to, opting instead to go with - "You'll do what you gotta." The tension slipped from his lips. "Here too, which, in perspective ain't exactly the worst for us."

Pros. Cons.

Survival.

"I agree," he nodded, readjusting his hat. "She's gonna try, too. Us tearing each other apart over shit we can't do nothin' about." His hands propped on his hip. "What's back there is back there."