Raylan directs a brief, knowing half-smile into his coffee cup, and takes another drink.
Cradling the warm ceramic in his scraped hands, his expression grows grave.
"I don't want to cause either of you any undue worry with this kind of news," he says, "but I'd be lying if I said I didn't think it was a serious situation."
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Cradling the warm ceramic in his scraped hands, his expression grows grave.
"I don't want to cause either of you any undue worry with this kind of news," he says, "but I'd be lying if I said I didn't think it was a serious situation."