His smirk lifts a little at the edges; who doesn't love a joke landing.

"It's that, learnin' how to make moonshine, readin' or goin' left side of the mental tracks. Unless you really like puzzles and not figurin' them out. How's that theory hold up against teenagers bein' brought here? They're not even old enough to do any serious kinda sinnin'. Oh, and we had a certified Angel at one point, though I'm sure there's an argument to be made for him bein' pulled in."

One thing Raylan was almost always open to was chewing on the fat of their current town wide situation.