[Boothill narrows his eyes at that, taking another sip of his drink as well as he considers all of that.]

Both of 'em sound like nightmares to deal with. The idea that they're just keepin' souls here, though...

[He doesn't like it, that much is likely obvious from his tone.]

I'm guessin' there's nothing we can do for 'em? People have probably already tried to get in there before, yeah?