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[angriestman]

Jess is with Rachel and Raylan takes a chance to go wandering. He takes his rifle, on its strap over his shoulder, his hat on the back of his head. He doesn't know if he'll actually bother hunting and, honestly, what he's looking for isn't prey. He knows her well enough to figure out where she might be.

And he's got a question that needs asking. He's been giving it some thought.
He can't actually remember the last time that he made a friend he doesn't work with.

Which matters, somehow.
It really does.

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[uncanny_aim]

"He'll find a way soon enough," Andrea says. "And between you and me, I'm sure you'll do just fine." Some people just know how to do it, she thinks, even if they're scared or think they don't. Raylan's one of them, just like Rick. She had tried once, done her best, but her best hadn't been good enough for those boys.

[angriestman]

"C'mon," he says, nodding his head towards the Hub. "Let's go get a drink and you can convince me that everything's gonna turn out okay."

[uncanny_aim]

"Yeah, alright," Andrea agrees easily, another grin crossing her face. "I'm pretty good at that, actually." She suspects it's her conviction that everything really will be alright in the end, although sometimes she isn't sure how she's managed to hold onto that for so long.