[The 'San' at the end of his name only makes Raylan think of Kiryu. Dang. He hopes the man's landed somewhere more tolerable to his tastes.]

You can just call me Raylan. [Some of the fire had gone from his voice, but the underlying steel of it was still there. Peace and Happiness wasn't meant for him, come hell or high water.]

5'10, muddy reddish blond hair, built like a brick snackhouse- [Really? Snackhouse?] Probably raging.

If you can look in the places I can't, I would appreciate it.