No, no avoiding waking Raylan, not when he woke with a start and a sharp, almost panicked breath at the sudden sounds, body half lifted as he tried to figure out what he was seeing. Malcolm. A spike of adrenaline shot into his veins, only partially calmed by the weight of Doc's reassuring hand but it was enough to let him drop back down into the bed before shifting onto his back as Malcolm was invited to come over.

He didn't want this to be a problem. It was too early for it to be a problem.

"S'fine," Raylan rumbled from his spot, to both Doc and Malcolm. He was awake and whatever Malcolm was apologizing for - something about the door? was fine. He breathed in and hoisted himself up onto his elbows.

"You okay?" Did they need to be at attention?