There were a lot of perks to having the Ladies to trade off duties with. Not that Raylan was complaining about the time he got to spend with the girls but even all the chaos of a gunfight could not stand up to the stamina of Alice and Willa. It might also not be a complete lie to say that Raylan was possibly avoiding seeing his ex-wife. It was clearly where she got her stamina from - He'd gotten a call from her not too long ago and she'd given him an earful and then some.

So when he sees the wash of headlights and the familiar rumble of the engine, he gives Henry a few minutes to reacclimate to the nightsky without the screams of little girls in his ears before walking out a glass of whiskey and one of his own to match. Strolling up to stand next to him, Raylan holds up one of them and considers the stars.

"Figured you might need this. Thanks for drivin' them back in, the case that caught me on your way out was a nasty one." Not that he had any jobs that ended in sunshine and rainbows. "Not too many tears I hope? I'm sure the girls were dry eyed," he teases.