Things haven't stopped being intense for a while. He has learnt to live in this heightened state of too many strange things happening and sleep deprivation wearing him down. It is still preferable over the maddening silence and isolation of solitary confinement in a claustrophobic space.

"Awful kind of you to check in on little old me," he comments, sans malice or sarcasm in his tone. He knows how easy it is to get caught up in the minutiae of Mathias. It is important for him to acknowledge and appreciate Neal's concerns.

"I'll be alright, Neal. I'm just--" This Raylan thing is a hot mess that he never wanted to get involved in to begin with. And he suspected, neither did Neal. But here they were. Wasn't really necessary to add on top of everything else.

"Sometimes I think we create more trouble for ourselves than even this wretched town can muster up for us."