Malcolm's eyes welled a little. He felt like he should be the one making promises. Why did he deserve it? He didn't do anything except try to be what someone like Raylan deserved.

That he'd never received that before was practically criminal, but clearly there were things that Malcolm could also protect Raylan from.

He shifted in his seat, as close to climbing over the console as he could get, and slid his arms around Raylan's neck to lean over and kiss him desperately.