Malcolm Bright

"I suppose this is where I say somethin' about supporting your family but I'm greedy," he said with a grin as he pulled back to steal a napkin and wipe his fingers clean, eyes finding Malcolm across the corner of the table where he laid out a now less messy hand.

"I'll have a gym for us by the time you get back. Someplace regular. Quiet. It'll give you some place to go besides the tea shop." Raylan worried about Malcolm being bored out here in bum fuck nowhere.