"Yes. I did see a lady." Malcolm is only able to get that much out of Doc because of that desperation in his voice. It must mean something to him. Of course, if Malcolm had hallucinated her being there, then whoever touched his cryptic fortune message container would surely also have seen her there even if she wasn't there?

Doc is wary of affirmations. 'I create a safe and secure space for myself wherever I am' doesn't really have the intended effect on a hundred and sixty-seven year old demon-hunting gunslinging outlaw that the government wants to dissect and experiment on.

"Is this something you wish to speak about? The lady in the trunk?" Doc has run out of things to put back on the shelf, and Wyatt's badge sits awkwardly between them. He's trying not to look at it.