Malcolm stared at the plate of eggs. It was way, way too much for him. He looked up at Raylan's words.

"I'll take coffee but... no toast for me, thanks."

He picked up his fork and gingerly ate a very small bite of eggs, keeping the fork in his hand as he swallowed so they wouldn't think he didn't like it, but he didn't rush the next bite into his mouth. Best to see if this one sat first.

He looked at Doc in the meantime.

"I'm not worried about anyone here hurting me. Not... in any conscious part of my mind."