"I'll be all right," Malcolm told him in response to the length of the trip, after wrinkling his nose a little at the comment about how the food might taste on the way back up. That had never been his experience.

He was silent for a moment as the car began to move, then looked over at Raylan, going back to a remark it might have seemed he'd glossed past.

"You know Soylent Green is made of people, right?"