There was that morning perk he was used to seeing and Raylan pushed off the counter, abandoning his coffee cup on the island to pull off his own shirt and toss it on the couch, following Malcolm into the bathroom.

"Might need a whip or somethin'." His belt led to his jeans and his boxers off in one go, leaving him just as quickly naked as Malcolm would be aside from his watch that was pulled off and set on the counter before he stepped into the shower.

"Really though, are you doin' okay?"