That's what I just said. Nothin' wrong at all. [The reassurance comes with it's own tone; music was great and wonderful to talk about, but Raylan also knew how easily some newly random small talk was a good cover for Larger issues that no one wanted to rush into. And honestly, he was surprised that Collins had reached out in the first place, all things considered.

Goodbyes had largely been had.

He could almost hear the gears turning over in Collins head, and as expected, Raylan waits. Sometimes men just needed the space and the silence to come around to what was crawling up the back of his throat. If the Barge gave everyone one thing, it was time. And Collins had asked for some of that, after all.

Raylan's head tilts a little in his curiosity.]

You'd already been under that yolk for a month. What Ulla was lookin' for wasn't gonna come, and while you're right, I don't understand, I imagine not bein' able to hear somethin' from yourself that you've always had might lead you a bit towards insanity. Lead anyone towards it, left to suffer it long enough.

[A beat passes and when he continues, his voice is softer. Quiet and genuinely curious to see if Collins would really answer the next question.]

What don't we understand?