[ A second after Boyd looks him up and down, Raylan's eyes flick down too, and then back up to Boyd's face, like he was trying to see exactly what Boyd had been looking at. Just Raylan, wearing what he usually wears, standing the way he usually stands, one arm lined up against the bar and the other bent with his hand on his hip. Why is he so self-conscious right now?
Raylan sighs around the smile he's carefully plastered onto his face, to shake off that bizarre feeling. Is it weird that, all things considered, he almost missed him? The real test of Boyd's character is how long it takes before Raylan is regretting even thinking that. He flags down the bar staff for a bourbon for himself and lifts a hand briefly to adjust his hat by the crown. ] Well, that offends me, Boyd. I'm very real. You, on the other hand, I ain't so sure about.
this town aint big enough for that fivehead.........
Raylan sighs around the smile he's carefully plastered onto his face, to shake off that bizarre feeling. Is it weird that, all things considered, he almost missed him? The real test of Boyd's character is how long it takes before Raylan is regretting even thinking that. He flags down the bar staff for a bourbon for himself and lifts a hand briefly to adjust his hat by the crown. ] Well, that offends me, Boyd. I'm very real. You, on the other hand, I ain't so sure about.