If she did her fair share, then she'd be right at home. Plenty of walls would need it, he was sure.

Raylan smiled back as he stopped a few feet plus arms distance away, thumb loosely hooking his jeans pocket. The man seemed like he was leaning, the way hips sat despite being upright and without the gun holster there to house his hands, his hips would make due. "Big small town. Of course, Harlan just redid it's PD office to bring it up that kinda standard. Everything in Kentucky takes a little bit longer."

His free hand lifted, index finger pointing lazily in her direction as he continued, expression pinching curiously in a way that left him squinting, as he most often was. "Weird to be on the inside or the outside?"