"I could always tie ya to a chair," Raylan offered innocently, but his brain quickly caught up, evident in the pinched, slightly offended at himself expression. Phrasing, goddamnit.

"Kick you if you start twitchin." But whatever happened, it was happening downstairs, and Raylan headed that way, 98% sure Malcolm would politely decline, as he had much more reasonable things like food and beer.