"I looked," he snapped back, head swiveling back to the hole in the floor, half to spare Doc from the unbridled anger that simmered under his surface, half so he could have it without having to tamp it down under his 'how's the weather' tone and cadence he delivered almost everything else in.

"Spent my life getting taught by people looking to avoid the law in all sorts of way. Grew up in a house with three different empty back panels and been through plenty more got the same type. I know when there's a goddamned hatch in the floor. Went through everything before you got here." No. Don't suggest he somehow doesn't know his job or his skill set anymore. He'd been shown up and kicked around enough by this place.

Raylan took a deep breath and moved as much of his tension as he could into his jaw so that he could bring now dark eyes up to Doc.

"Spoon maybe. I'll be able to tell how deep it is with that. Good thing about minin', you learn to hear how deep a hole is."