"Mm, our livers are gonna liquify on this shit at this rate," he admitted with a soft laugh that dissolves into a sigh as he rubbed at the bridge of his nose before setting his hat a little further back on his forehead and shaking it softly. "We got plenty of time to get shit done. I might be old compared to most of the people here, all the young twenty something kids who still think that just bein' offended about a situation is enough to change it, but I still got plenty of gas left in my tank. You too," he agreed with a finger gesture over at him.

No, it was better Doc left the previous topic where it was. Raylan didn't want to get angry about it or frustrated at innocent questions from someone just trying to understand him better, not when he welcomed it all. That wouldn't have been fair, he answered as much as he asked.

"What are you doin' runnin' a bar? I mean, I figure you're not gonna run back into the life you had before, things are.. a lots different now but.." He left the questioning hanging but looked over at him as he finished.