"There is us." For as shitty as humans were and could be, Raylan couldn't stop his faith in the power of Will, the power of humanity united. Idealistic maybe, but the species had done some pretty amazing things.

"Mathis might be trying to eat us, but we know this isn't the end. There are other worlds than these, yours, mine, Malcolm'." He found himself leaning forwards a little as he ranted in his attempt to convince her, to drag her back from thie edge of hopelessness he was too close to himself. Maybe it was selfish, to be using Callisto's pain as a way to pull himself away from his own. Whatever it took for them to survive the night. "The darkness she sends after us, you give into that and she wins. She wins when we're hopeless and scattered. Like sheep waitin' to be snatched up by a warrior of the dark."