Roland wondered if he had made a mistake by volunteering that they had been hunters. If that's all they would be now. He repressed a sigh, and somewhat belatedly it dawned on him that the 'guys' from Ipswich must have been witches. Why else would she react that way?
So they had picked a random small town with a covenant in it. He might have laughed, but he suddenly felt tired of ... everything.
Maybe he was just being paranoid and reading more into her expression than was really there, but he didn't have it in him to be overly optimistic at the moment.
"Weird coincidence," he agreed with a slight smile. He pushed up to his feet and motioned vaguely, "It was nice to meet you. I told Corey I wouldn't be out long."