"What," Doc asks flatly without really asking. He'd never said anything about Negan, and everyone knows Negan is full of shit, so of course Doc's going to play dumb.
But that was inextricably part of it. Doc had felt disappointed in himself for... doing the things Raylan knew they had done. A little betrayed.
"You know, I'd-- I had felt sorry for him," Doc admits. Which was not why the things between them had happened. But that's neither here nor there. He hasn't started on his sandwich yet but no doubt he can make quick work of it - as soon as they've stopped talking about Negan.
"I should have known better. You said you saw the memory? Tell me, in all your years of service, how many men have you shot between the eyes that enjoy doing what Negan did half as much as he did? You ever thought about moving in with them?"
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But that was inextricably part of it. Doc had felt disappointed in himself for... doing the things Raylan knew they had done. A little betrayed.
"You know, I'd-- I had felt sorry for him," Doc admits. Which was not why the things between them had happened. But that's neither here nor there. He hasn't started on his sandwich yet but no doubt he can make quick work of it - as soon as they've stopped talking about Negan.
"I should have known better. You said you saw the memory? Tell me, in all your years of service, how many men have you shot between the eyes that enjoy doing what Negan did half as much as he did? You ever thought about moving in with them?"