Bouncing Willa rhythmically, Raylan patted her back in time, shhing softly between his words.

"Trust me. She's got nothin' on what Arlo used to do to me." He held out one hand for Malcolm to come close enough for him to wrap an arm around him too. "And I doubt she's gonna get much further than she did about me leaving the Marshal's Service. It'll be okay, she'll calm down. She's just.. surprised by it, that's all."

Well, no, it wasn't all, but Raylan knew they were flawed.