There was no way for Raylan to not notice Malcolm's face and it softened the quiet intensity in his eyes and the tightness around his lips, letting the Marshal pull a soft, reassuring curl of his expression, resisting the urge to pat Malcolm on the thigh.
"Amazingly, I am," he said, pulling a crooked smile as he finally shut the car door and turned the car engine over. "You got any good places near Hell's Kitchen?"
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"Amazingly, I am," he said, pulling a crooked smile as he finally shut the car door and turned the car engine over. "You got any good places near Hell's Kitchen?"