Raylan hummed an agreement with Doc's invitation, lifting his top arm to gesture Malcolm in, just in case he needed it. The bed was warm and comfortable and Raylan would not object to having another body to curl up against, not tonight. Maybe it would smooth everything over and they could wake up tomorrow like this was all perfectly normal.

"He's right, we'll be fine, c'mon," Raylan added, hopefully not letting Malcolm go too far down the 'No but what if path'. "Even if you don't fall asleep, a little peace, hmm?"

Clearly, the cowboys were gently not going to accept a no.