[He knew he was.. inelegant when compared to people of actual talent so the slight condensation wasn't a jab that registered. Will was right. He should leave it to the professionals. But there weren't any here to defer to.

At least the stand off seemed to be over, for whatever that was worth. Raylan would rather not fight someone as clearly scrappy as Will if he had to, but surviving was something he would continue to do with a fierce skill.]

I'm not profilin' you. I'm looking for motive enough for that much blood. How much of a danger you are, not only to me, but to anyone else that's in the house, not to mention the community at large. You're in a very narrow and unique grey area,[Raylan elaborated with a gesture of a hand, one finger pointed at Will in a very general manner.] and wired a little more tightly than I'd like, considerin'. Which is fine, if that's the way you are, but bein' what I am, aimin' to understand how still in fallin' off a cliff you are isn't somethin' I can ignore.

[He didn't plan on staying up to make sure they weren't all murdered in the night, if he could help it.]