Raylan had to wonder if she was pregnant. She didn't look it, right now, but most women didn't at the starts of it all. He'd already recognized 'Purgatory', but showing his head before he was ready wasn't really his style. Not when he can work out a little more information by feigning ignorance.

"Sure ain't government work." Or a vacation - she'd find plenty to still be freaked out and chew over, if that was her kind of thing.

His eyebrows lifted in recognition as he reached out his hand, pumping hers a few times with a firm grip before it was released back to her. "Wynonna Earp. Great-grand daughter of Wyatt Earp, right?" No, he wasn't going to explain how he knew that right out of the gate. He wanted to see how she'd take it.

He'd learned his lesson about springing things too soon, too casually with new faces.