He was able to extrapolate a good idea and he sighed.

"It's not ..." he began before stepping in front of her and putting his hands on his hips and sorted out the best way to try to explain. He considered trying to walk her through the cultural aspects of why they struggled with violence towards women, but dismissed it as being too long. To many chances to get away from the point, better to keep to the core of it.

"Raylan's father," he made the motion of various family members. "beat, dangerous to his mother." He smacked his fist into his hand over and over. "She was not like you," pointing towards Callisto. "She could not defend herself, which is why he beat on her. Because it made him feel strong."

He probably looked an idiot with the charades, but he was doing his best.

"Raylan hates his father," with good reason if Tim's expression is anything to go by. "He works hard not to be like Arlo."

Tim exhaled and looked off through the trees with a hundred yard stare before he looked back to her and boiled it down.

"It's not about you," he signed. "It's about a man you will never meet."