Malcolm Bright

Raylan lifted his eyebrows and scoffed a nod at the mention of them renaming the procedure as he spooned another bite into Willa's mouth and picked up his fork for a bite of his own with another little shake of his head.

"Might make him feel better, but there's still bodies in the ground because of him." Just like there was for Raylan; didn't matter why. His good person card was revoked. "Nah. I barely made it to her prenatal appointments, or if I did, I was late. She learned early I'm bad at that."

He was busier out there stopping bad guys. It was a fair trade off, in his head.