Her slight frown turns into a significant one. "Danny. And yes, you did."

Raylan corrected himself, said she wasn't, but had it still stung. But he seems sincere in the fact that he doesn't know which Crowe she was referring to. That's worrisome even without all the other nonsense on top of it. She gives the building around them a more careful examination, feeling a little bit like something might come out of the walls at them without notice.

One thing is more important than the rest right now, though.

"What do you mean, you got torn to shreds? You're looking pretty put together from where I'm sitting."

Scars aside.