Raylan keep Collins gaze as he moved, not unaware of this not being the first time that Collins has been between his knees, a thought that was very quickly shoved back into it's box along with any ideas that might follow. Foolishness would get him killed, if he let it rear too much of its head. He was also aware of the spike of adrenaline in him, one that took a little playfulness off his edges as he internally twists in anticipation, unsure if Collins was gonna kiss him or punch him. There were a few paths he could consider Collins taking but he wasn't confident in a single one of them. He didn't care for that feeling.

"If you were worried about my comin' after you, you wouldn't'a done this. Are you lookin' for help then?" Help getting used to the time, the society - It was his best guess.