It wasn't the 1930's anymore, but Raylan didn't need to rub that in just now. Collins wouldn't be as successful in a more modern world, not with cameras and GPS tracking and the like - something Raylan looked forward to educating him on. When Raylan moved around here, he moved with the backing of a variable army of bodies and badges. But in its own time.

"That don' stop a whole agency for lookin' or investigative technology bein' what it is. Yet here I am, tied up." His head tilts a little, eyes steady on Collins.

"Which suggests to me that there must be somethin' I can do for you? Or your just lookin' for a friend in this new wide world." There was a bit of singsongyness to the way the last bit out; he doubted that was anywhere near likely the case.