"Mmm, there you and I differ. Not all violence, not even all retribution, is the mark of evil," Ganymede murmurs softly in response. But he'll let the point lie, conceding to keep Raylan from digging into himself too deeply.

He dipped his head to press his lips to his lover's skin, gentle and slow as he enjoyed the feel of those hands. "I try to keep things peaceful. Not only because it helps you," he teased. "Talk to me, honey. Seems like something's bothering you."