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Raylan was a deep enough sleeper that the rustling and starting murmurs weren't quite enough to break him from the depth of his slumber, but the sudden jerk of restraints was the tipping sound and by the time Malcolm started screaming, Raylan had jerked up from his makeshift bed, hair and eyes wild.

"Shit." This time though, he had a plan.. Well, half a plan. A quarter of a plan, if he was being generous.

"Hey hey," he started as he scrambled from his bed, pillow in hand, knowing full well that wasn't going to wake Malcolm alone and opted to start by.. shaking Malcolm's foot. Quickly, Malcolm was kind enough to shoot that idea down like a 50 millimeter gun and before Raylan decided to go to any real extremes, he pitched his pillow hard at Malcolm's face with a very loud, very commanding, "HEY."

It was worth a shot.