[Shit. Raylan was kind of expecting it to pass without comment. Exactly as much comment as he'd had to help him anticipate getting a gift from Boyd, in other words. After checking for blades in the soles and nails hammered into the heel, he'd decided it was meant in a genuine spirit, and found something to send back.]
Couldn't exactly letcha hold anything over me, could I.
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Couldn't exactly letcha hold anything over me, could I.