It was brave of him and Raylan wouldn't question him again. Mainly because he didn't want him to change his mind. They were all taking risks here. They all had. John, Claire, Liz, Dean, Quentin. They would continue to, him, Henry, Malcolm and Tim. Until none of them were left, he supposed.

"You start gettin' crazy and wild, we'll figure out a way to knock you out or hide until you pass out," Raylan replied quietly dropping his eyes with a faint nod. "I understand that's a risk. But it's one I'm willin' to take for the same reason you just said. Nothin' is worse then doin' nothin'.. And I can't do any more nothin' Dorian, I've already tried that route."

At this point, Raylan physically couldn't stop himself from digging in.

"I blame my job, mostly but." He took a deep breath through his nose and let it out with a shake of his head. "I keep thinkin' that if we crack it somehow, she'll let us.. go. Go home or.. anywhere that ain't here."