If this was another place that managed to get inside her head, well, it would have to take a number. As far as she was concerned there was a mighty big difference between getting freaked out and being disturbed, which she's dealt with in spades. Like everything else, though, it gets shoved into a corner to be compartmentalized. But who didn't do that these days?

Raylan echoing her name has her giving a nod, waiting for that inevitable connection that she usually gets after saying her last name, only he says something that no one would know unless they were from Purgatory.

Her face turns slightly, one eye squinting more than the other. "Great great-granddaughter, but yeah."

Wynonna carefully regards him.

"Let me guess, Black Badge?"