Malcolm Bright

"He tends to frown on grazing potential victim's houses," Raylan admitted before taking another bite, far too casual for being where and when he was.

"'Course, he tends to frown on a lotta things that I tend to piss him off on," he ceded with a chuckle and another bite, curious eyes wondering why Malcolm was so put off food. Didn't seem natural.

"I'm trying to not give him a heart attack til he's really ready to retire, though I might not manage that. The way I'm goin'."