That earned a pull of Raylan's lips and a brief, intense study of Malcolm's features before he nodded again and closed his town car door.

"Alright. I suppose I'll see you later then." Fidgeting with his keys for a second, Raylan turned around and slid in, turning the engine over so he could roll down his window. "If I don't hear from ya, I'll text you before I leave."

Wow, he.. really didn't want to go, but he had to.