Wynonna can't help but smile, looking over to the record player in the corner before her eyes skim over to the aforementioned cityscape that's been drawn on the wall. It doesn't take her long to realize that he's been there for some time, but it's the smile at the beginning at the mention of the first name that sparks a little curiosity. Not enough to say anything now, but it is noted and stored. She's not sure she can trust herself right now to assume anything.
"Six people living under one roof," Wynonna muses idly, stepping off to wander over to the record player. "Sounds like an arrangement I never expected you to be a part of."
Especially for someone who didn't care much for closed-in spaces. But then, if there was anything she'd learn about him in the last year or so, it was that Doc never did anything without gaining some kind of incentive. And she's thinking that this Raylan has something to do with that. Then again, maybe it was something as simple as he was a Marshall, just like Wyatt was and this was some screwed-up way of making amends for it.
Glancing back over her shoulder at him, she sets down the record she'd picked up and turns to face him fully.
"I don't know why you're so worried. Sounds like you found yourself another family to call your own." Wynonna nods, not wanting to think about what he'd decide if they are ever given a chance to go home or stay there. She forces it out of her head and covers it up with her usual humorous side.
"But yeah, we should." Wynonna agrees, lingering and slowly moving towards the door. "First day in town and I manage to make everyone hate me. Sound familiar?"
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"Six people living under one roof," Wynonna muses idly, stepping off to wander over to the record player. "Sounds like an arrangement I never expected you to be a part of."
Especially for someone who didn't care much for closed-in spaces. But then, if there was anything she'd learn about him in the last year or so, it was that Doc never did anything without gaining some kind of incentive. And she's thinking that this Raylan has something to do with that. Then again, maybe it was something as simple as he was a Marshall, just like Wyatt was and this was some screwed-up way of making amends for it.
Glancing back over her shoulder at him, she sets down the record she'd picked up and turns to face him fully.
"I don't know why you're so worried. Sounds like you found yourself another family to call your own." Wynonna nods, not wanting to think about what he'd decide if they are ever given a chance to go home or stay there. She forces it out of her head and covers it up with her usual humorous side.
"But yeah, we should." Wynonna agrees, lingering and slowly moving towards the door. "First day in town and I manage to make everyone hate me. Sound familiar?"