Ganymede sits back on his heels and lets him shift up, though he doesn't try to box his partner in any. He just lets Raylan look and sighs gently when he asks how any of that came to be possible.

"The...simple answer," --because none of them were easy answers, he knows that intimately and he stumbles through how to explain what he is every time he has to do this-- "Is that a very long time ago, I got someone's attention, and he decided he liked me enough that he wanted to keep me. Forever. So he gave himself the gift of my never aging. I haven't since I wasn't nineteen."