Her tone, in combination with the horror on his face, didn't tell him much other than she really didn't expect him to be the one standing in front of her. These were clearly brand new waters and thankfully, Raylan had always respected her and her power, and what she could do with it.

These bards, he swears.

His expression doesn't change. Serious, solemn, unafraid and confident. What the hell was she doing on that side of the line.

"You know, it's funny. I asked myself that same question when your name came across my computer screen at work." He takes an ambling couple of steps forward. "The Law thinks you're in Detroit, but after seven years, I had a hunch you might come visit home. Someone should be here to meet ya. Welcome you back.."