"It's the way things are meant to be. Anyone who gets around that well.. I don't know that it's luck either way."

Death was a permeant solution in his toolbox that he was reluctant to let go of.

Raylan couldn't help the mirthless scoff under his breath, head shaking a little as he turned the glass on it's bottom edge.

"Therapy for them I can get behind. I'll tell you the same thing I told Marty; I'm here to do a job. One that didn't initially include my ass bein' effected by it." He sucked his teeth for a half second, shaking his head again. "Too late to argue the points of it now, I suppose."

His deal was worth it.

"Good to know that people are thinkin' about it. The alternative bein' too wrapped up in their therapy to really look around."