He nodded, draping it over the counter. There was a little of his own disappointment, but it might have been for the better. Sentimentality got Raylan into trouble. Just ask Gary, the realtor that Winona left Raylan for. Raylan was hard to get rid of completely.

There was a tension left in him as he looked over Malcolm's face as he wrestled with himself internally and he nodded again, stepping over to collect his duster jacket and slip it on, taking a few extra seconds to turn his collar down. He wanted to say thank you, he wanted to kiss Malcolm goodbye, he didn't want to leave at all, but they both had things to do. Lives to live.

With resolution, Raylan walked over and picked up his bag, putting on as warm a smile as he can as he straightens and makes his way back over to Malcolm.

"You were right, earlier, about last night. It was great." His eyes said everything else that he couldn't.