Raylan gave him a look in return that was significantly less effective in the parley light granted and shook his head, sending a fresh splatter of water that was still waterlogging his salt and pepper hair. He had no skill for this kind of elaboration.

"Ignore the wall then." The sentiment stood, even if the metaphor didn't. Sow a seed, raise a garden. "I'll take your trying to make friends with Callisto as a progress. Who else accused you of bein' a human bein'? Should I punch them out?"