Full'a bears and mountain lions too- [The words end with a hiss of an inhale as Raylan looks off into the middle distance of the left, distancing himself from his pain.

When he feels Tom finish with that stich, he turns his focus to breathing.]

Don't know that he'll appreciate my usin' it, considerin' I shot him some 5 days ago. Which ain't to say you aren't right, but I'd hav'ta keep my gun and hope the steam doesn't compromise my ammo.

Northwest is nice though. Too much rain for my tastes, too few beaches.