Malcolm had returned from wherever his thoughts had taken him and his eyes wandered up to Raylan's face again as he spoke, lighting up a little as they fell on it.

"Oh. No. I was thinking of checking out the coffee shop up the street. See what kind of tea they have." He smiled a little. "You know. Vet them. I might consider taking you there.... if they're good," he teased.

His eyes lingered on Raylan's eyes. "I know you work a lot. I do, too. I get it. I told you I can entertain myself. Don't worry about me."