Malcolm Bright

Raylan's eyes darted back and forth between Malcolm's, expression tight with worry as he let his weight sink back after a long moment, like he wasn't sure if Malcolm was fully awake at first.

"I'm fine," he said, eyes still locked on Malcolm's face. "Are you?"

He didn't know if Malcolm wanted to talk about his nightmares, if that might help, so he was taking it one step at a time.