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"Hm?" For the briefest second, Malcolm thought he meant out the window, but he was too embarrassed to say so. "Oh. Right." He stepped back a few steps, then - with the heat of Raylan's body fading on him - he turned and padded into the bathroom, riffled through a drawer, and then headed back. He paused as he was passing the kitchen island, picking up Raylan's new hat and putting it on his head. It was a little big, but it sat okay on him, though he was keenly aware he couldn't possibly look as dashing in it as its owner did. He picked up the front affirmation card from its holder and started walking again as he read it.

"I am the architect of my life; I build its foundation and choose its contents." With a faint shrug that was mostly in his face, he tossed it over his shoulder. "Sounds sensible to me." He tossed the tube in his other hand to Raylan before he reached him.