No, this isn't going good places. There is a reason Doc tries to keep the topic on Malcolm, or Raylan, or anyone other than himself. Multiple reasons. But there is no shying away from such a direct line of questioning.

"I was... a different man back then." And he probably hasn't changed as much as he's hoped he's changed. He didn't always have a heart of gold. Too busy being angry and bitter and drunk and violent most of the time.

"Wyatt had his own ill-fated tango with magic. Wynonna and our daughter can never have a normal life because of his heroics. He had every right to be angry, to leave me in the well." Doc breathes out a slow sigh and shifts and settles a little in bed, resting his arm around Malcolm's waist.