Something in Raylan's face changed, lightening, making him look a little younger for a minute as he nodded and pulled out his phone, thumb moving to bring up a picture of one very tiny baby being held by a tired, but happy looking Winona.

"She was born a month premature, but she's alright. She and Winona both. They're in Florida though. Ain't gone to see her yet, but I'll get around to it," he said with a bob of his head and a duck of his face as the phone was taken back and tucked away.

"C'mon, lemme show you around the property while we finish our coffee and then we'll get goin', huh?"

All the better to not linger on how shit of a father he was already, not racing down to Florida to see his little girl.