[Softly grunting his understanding, Raylan took the swabs and wiped down his hand. The only indication that he gave that it stung was the way he inhaled and the slight tension of his jaw, but other than that, his face didn't shift one iota beyond the lifting of his eyebrows in response to the answer about Chas.]

That's the way it oughta be, with kids.

[He looked back over, kind enough to not drop the swabs right on the floor, and gestured for the gauze. If handed it, he'd fully attempt to wrap it himself. ]

Glad to know the color of the outside, I'm sure it's a wonderful shade. What were you hopin' to find out? With their energies.