He could only hum a note of acknowledgement in return. Maybe he hadn't been around the light enough to see it without looking, but he saw positive things for Loretta, considering. It was a step, anyway.

"It's one of the most valuable things we could give her, I think," he admitted softly. With a glance at his beer bottle, now mostly empty, Raylan continued. "Let me go throw this away and piss, then let's talk about supper. We can stare at her all night, but my stomach can't."