Malcolm Bright

Oh god. He was perky. Raylan grunted noncommittally, eyeing Malcolm side long. "Enough." Which he would have said regardless of the real answer. Throwing the car into gear, Raylan got them moving.

It was kind of amazing that Malcolm sprung back up so peppy.

"This how you normally are after nights like that?" He wasn't judging, just half confused and a little amazed. He sure as shit couldn't do that. "Meds must really work."