[The indignation of children being bought and sold like chattle was swept away by everything that follows. How was it that Klaus managed to shock him more, the more he talked? This was not how questioning was supposed to work.
Raylan's head pulled back, face pinched in confusion and disapproval and disgust and he waved it all off, turning around to pace across the room with the loud uncorking of his bottle and a deep, deep drink.
Yeah. Totally not an alcoholic here.
He recorked the decanter, free hand coming up to rub at his forehead as he had an audible sidebar with himself.]
Gotta be a different world, that's all. Where shit like that happens, right?
[He looked back over his shoulder at Klaus, face still pinched up. What did that make it? Magic? Supernatural? How does one even go about categorizing that?]
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Raylan's head pulled back, face pinched in confusion and disapproval and disgust and he waved it all off, turning around to pace across the room with the loud uncorking of his bottle and a deep, deep drink.
Yeah. Totally not an alcoholic here.
He recorked the decanter, free hand coming up to rub at his forehead as he had an audible sidebar with himself.]
Gotta be a different world, that's all. Where shit like that happens, right?
[He looked back over his shoulder at Klaus, face still pinched up. What did that make it? Magic? Supernatural? How does one even go about categorizing that?]