He hummed his acknowledgement and approval, lifting his head only so Malcolm could order without having to deal with the weight of it. When Malcolm turned around, Raylan shifted his grip to accomedate and held Malcolm tightly against him as he breathed in the subtle scent of Bright that haunted him, now that he knew what Malcolm smelt like.

They stood there for a good 45 seconds before Raylan took another deep breath and pressed a kiss to Malcolm's forehead. He already felt better.

"Once we get to Miami, I'm gonna be hard pressed to spend a night away from you for a long time," he breathed out, the exhaustion and happiness paired with relief in his voice.