Malcolm couldn’t help the way he looked at Raylan like he must have known that wasn’t true, but he quickly schooled his expression into something more neutral.

“...You think so?”

Raylan perhaps repressed it better than anyone, but his level of trauma was visible to Trauma. Something in his childhood. A cruelty from his father, based on the way he distanced himself by using his name, would be Malcolm’s guess. ‘Dad’ was an honorific. Malcolm didn’t address his father that way either.

“Farming fear or anxiety. Interesting.”

Good save, Bright.