Raylan reached out... too late to stop her from putting her hand on the stove. Thank god it was off.

"Yes. Stove. Would you like to learn? Eggs and bacon, grilled cheese. Pretty simple things to start on, if you're interested. Keep you fed with a warm meal, at least."

He'd rather teach her how to cook than fight or chew over more of the things they couldn't answer, or think about what either of them had seen about each other.