"You know, most people find other ways of passing the time. Gardening or... Learning to make. Paella." Why that was the first thing off the top of his head, he doesn't know. It's out there now anyway.

"I'd save you your spot right there when this all goes to shits," he jokes with a little smug chuckle. Dug your own grave there, Raylan, with those complicated, pesky 'relationships' things. Nasty business, that.

"I know we're expecting more bodies, but that could just turn to sludge or fill with water or who knows what." Doc was desensitised to death long before coming to Mathias and he doesn't mind discussing it - somehow it's even easier to talk about rather than those knots Raylan keeps twisting himself up in.