No one in this house has anything to fear from me. [ If he sounded tired it was because a lot of the blood on him was his own. More to the point, he could not answer Raylan's question without unpacking and then trying to condense events that Will himself had yet to process.

Even thinking about how to explain felt overwhelming. Will made his way to a chair and sat down, letting his overcoat serve as a barrier between then furniture and his blood soaked clothing. ]

Unless you intend to incapacitate me in some way, Marshall I suggest you go on about your business, or change the subject.