Athena sticks close, taking one of the grocery bags to feel like some kind of useful. She's pretty sure, in her light-blind vision from the car, that she sees headstones to their left.
She's not positive they're there, but she shuts her eyes anyway, taking a handful of Raylan's shirt to guide her way until they're inside and the lights are on.
Somehow, it's not what she expected. She's not sure what she did expect. The place is a little battered, a lot worn, but it's just... a house. A regular, people-spent-lives here house. She loops one arm around Raylan's, leaning her head against his shoulder.
Raylan grew up here. It's weird to think about a tiny drawling cowboy, and she wonders for the first time what he was even like as a kid.
For a second she's not sure what to say, then: "I'll have you know that if there are any embarrassing photo albums anywhere in this building, I will find them."
six of one, half-dozen of the other??
She's not positive they're there, but she shuts her eyes anyway, taking a handful of Raylan's shirt to guide her way until they're inside and the lights are on.
Somehow, it's not what she expected. She's not sure what she did expect. The place is a little battered, a lot worn, but it's just... a house. A regular, people-spent-lives here house. She loops one arm around Raylan's, leaning her head against his shoulder.
Raylan grew up here. It's weird to think about a tiny drawling cowboy, and she wonders for the first time what he was even like as a kid.
For a second she's not sure what to say, then: "I'll have you know that if there are any embarrassing photo albums anywhere in this building, I will find them."