"I welcome it," he assured. Poking holes was a good thing, it led to better results. Something more on the mark, closer to what they needed it to be. It didn't hurt that Malcolm approved of his brainpower.

With a nod, Raylan cut into the apple and got a piece onto his fork, eyeing it briefly before popping it in his mouth. His brow pinched a little as he chewed and swallowed and he bobbed his head in indecision. "It's not bad. Textures a little new but it's like.. unsweetened applesauce once you starting eatin' it. Not bad," he reiterated with a nod. "He's luck to have found apples - we could all use a little more fruit, probably."