Malcolm went more than willingly into that beckoning arm. He needed the reassurance. It wasn't surprise in Winona's eyes; she felt like Raylan had betrayed her somehow. Like his choice to be with Malcolm was a personal slight to her. But not for any of the reasons she'd said. That was smoke.

Malcolm was concerned. But also charmed by Raylan's seeming ease with fatherhood and his next words sounded distracted as he peered at the baby as his own hand clung to Raylan's shoulder.

"Raylan, there's no stigma attached to being in the Marshals. She knew what she was saying, pointing out the social stigma here around being with me." He lifted a finger and touched the baby's fat little hand ever so gently. "Shame is a powerful emotion. Don't underestimate this ploy; you have to be prepared for it."