"Well, then, where'd he come from? Was he in port? I have two rats, and they were bred here, which is just-- ridiculous, but the damage was already done, so--"
Raylan shrugs as he toes off his boots and pads into his kitchen, pulling down a glass and a bottle.
"I asked B, but best he could guess is that he managed to get on board durin' one of the ports but nothin' beyond that. I got no idea what his story is. I'm not normally a pet person either way. Pets require you to be home to care for 'em. You want a drink?"
"Ah," he sounds, one finger lifting as he pads towards his refrigerator. "You're lucky to have chosen tonight. After the raid on a few poacher camps, I managed to snag a bottle for myself amid what I got back for the bar. Hope you like red." Considering that she was fucking Red, Raylan assumed so.
He continued as he pulled out a half full wine bottle and got a mug down for her - Sorry Misty, the new apartment did not come with glassware.
"Bein' a pet person means you got a steady place to stay and see it everyday. My job doesn't really let me do that, so its better if I don't." The US Marshal's mug was pushed towards her as he switched bottles and refilled his own.
"That an' I'm used to dealin' with aggressive dogs trained to take the nuts of the closest squirrel with anything resembling a badge."
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She shrugs.
"Somebody had to take care of them."
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"I asked B, but best he could guess is that he managed to get on board durin' one of the ports but nothin' beyond that. I got no idea what his story is. I'm not normally a pet person either way. Pets require you to be home to care for 'em. You want a drink?"
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Another scritch for Pumpkin the cat.
"I am a pet person. Not one of those weirdos who thinks they're better than people, but they sure are less complicated than people a lot of the time."
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He continued as he pulled out a half full wine bottle and got a mug down for her - Sorry Misty, the new apartment did not come with glassware.
"Bein' a pet person means you got a steady place to stay and see it everyday. My job doesn't really let me do that, so its better if I don't." The US Marshal's mug was pushed towards her as he switched bottles and refilled his own.
"That an' I'm used to dealin' with aggressive dogs trained to take the nuts of the closest squirrel with anything resembling a badge."