"Good." And unlike his other 'good's, this one was heavy and cold. Full of darker intent.

But he takes and lets a deep breath, thumb stroking on Neal's leg again.

"But now neither of us are alone in shoulderin' some of this feelin'. Only thing we can do is wait and see. As well as distract ourselves with wine and good company."

Of course, there was still more digs that Raylan hadn't mentioned but he couldn't handle talking about marriage right now. Not if he could avoid it. It would only lead to questions about his choices and he couldn't handle that either.

"Why don't you tell me about what the other bottle you brought while I finally get around to payin' attention to the first?"