Raylan clucked under his breath and relented to himself and the situation, shifting his head propping arm out as he pulled Malcolm in. He couldn't do anything about the Deans or the Johns of the town except kill them first and that was NOT on the sanest person's agenda.

No, nothing he could about that but what he could do was deal with the now.

"Then you'll come back. And we'll all know you did your very best to not lose it, and welcome you back in." Unless Malcolm didn't come back at all. That would be markedly worse.