"Good girl," he says with a little nod, eyes moving off Boyd only long enough to meet hers with another reassuring nod. Ava would protect her; he had no doubt about that. If he projected enough confidence, maybe it would let her borrow some.

It was tense while the women went inside, but Raylan could breathe a little easier with them more secure from the situation.

He lifts his chin as he starts.

"I've come to make sure you don't make another stupid mistake like you did last night. I know you've been cookin' up plans. You're gonna trash 'em, right now. Now you know y'all had what was comin', rollin' up to the house like that," he admonishes, head tilting a little to the side.

"Don't be a sour loser, Boyd. Let it be."