An unstoppable force to some, when he got his heels underneath him. Now was such a time - he'd made a decision and there was no doubts in him about it. It was justified and while somewhere off in the ether, a comedic badumtish echoed, that was Raylan's foundations and he knew it.

That didn't mean he was overly comfortable being seen so acutely, and his flawed masculinity couldn't help but flex under his jaw.

"I've never found shootin' a man particularly hard, especially when I got good reason to. Might be reason enough. They declared war, attackin' us. Best that whoever is leadin' that gets cut down. Set an example." He couldn't help the dangerous drop of his voice with the last words.

"And whatever comes after, I deal with." Like he was expected to. Like he didn't have a choice but to.