Malcolm laughed in delight and took her carefully, supporting her head against his upper arm as he cradled her in his elbow, steadying her with his other hand. He looked at Raylan. "Where do exciting classic stories about pirates and revenge fall in there?" he asked with a grin. "Maybe we'll start with the Dr Seuss and this series they sold me about a turtle named Franklin and work our way up to Dumas," he conceded, looking down into her face.

"Hello," he murmured, bouncing her slightly. "It's very nice to meet you."