"I might." Strange the things that happened when you really had someone to live for. "You and Willa." He lifted his glass, clinking it against Malcolm's gently and watching him steady over the edge as he took a sip.

"Hear, hear," he sounded as he set his glass back down, picking up half of his neatly cut burger to take a big bite. Raylan was hungry and the burger and fries did not last long. It was the quickest he'd eaten in front of Malcolm but he'd also never been this hungry in front of him before.

When he'd finished, he snapped up his drink and leaned back with a heavy, satisfied sigh. "Oh my god that was good," he breathed.