I don't talk about it. To anyone. Didn't talk about a lot of things, before here. Couldn't stand the idea of people pityin' me and all the 'my condolences' and the worst of 'em all - 'he's in a better place'. [One hand gestures out with the words, swaying back and forth, to and fro with the recited lip service. It was insulting with all the shit Arlo had done. Not with as much as Raylan wishes he could have put the mean old bastard in the ground. Raylan scoffs softly and shakes his head.]
Arlo doesn't deserve to be remembered. He's done enough damage in the world. And I know it's an easy out for me too- [He glances up with the importance of the acknowledgement. Malcolm would be so proud.] It lets me not think about him or look at it at all.
You aren't gonna get that luxury and I don't want you comin' back here. [He softens his voice a little, eyebrows lifting in his earnest question.] You understand?
[ This seems like... not a warning. Not even concern, although there's some of that, but there's a soft finality that weighs down Raylan's words more than a raised voice could ever convey. It's not the first time that Roman's sure Raylan's going to be a great dad, but it definitely reminds him.
Earnestness deserves earnestness in turn, and Roman nods softly, a hand moving up to his ear, middle finger grazing against his earlobe. ]
I'm not going to. You couldn't pay me to deal with all of this bullshit a second time. I'm scared straight, honest.
You know you can, like.. Talk about it and stuff if you want to. And even if you don't want to, you still can.
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I don't talk about it. To anyone. Didn't talk about a lot of things, before here. Couldn't stand the idea of people pityin' me and all the 'my condolences' and the worst of 'em all - 'he's in a better place'. [One hand gestures out with the words, swaying back and forth, to and fro with the recited lip service. It was insulting with all the shit Arlo had done. Not with as much as Raylan wishes he could have put the mean old bastard in the ground. Raylan scoffs softly and shakes his head.]
Arlo doesn't deserve to be remembered. He's done enough damage in the world. And I know it's an easy out for me too- [He glances up with the importance of the acknowledgement. Malcolm would be so proud.] It lets me not think about him or look at it at all.
You aren't gonna get that luxury and I don't want you comin' back here. [He softens his voice a little, eyebrows lifting in his earnest question.] You understand?
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Earnestness deserves earnestness in turn, and Roman nods softly, a hand moving up to his ear, middle finger grazing against his earlobe. ]
I'm not going to. You couldn't pay me to deal with all of this bullshit a second time. I'm scared straight, honest.
You know you can, like.. Talk about it and stuff if you want to. And even if you don't want to, you still can.