If they weren't in such a weird, post-dire situation, Raylan would find it almost amusing that he assumed everyone else saw it and Neal assumed it was just him, but as it was, he'd just take the comfort in the fact that they were all upright with enough eyeball to see it all.

The mention of Doc and Malcolm, the next two people that were on Raylan's to check list had his head swiveling back towards the house, wide eyed concern slowly getting replaced with the edges of an anger he kept well tucked away.

"C'mon. I'm not into guessin' not here, not if I can help it," he said, long legs taking to striding back towards where they'd come from. His hope was tangled in pessimism and dark assumptions, none of which included them finding their housemates safe and well.