Malcolm was better than most of them and Raylan would easily agree to that fact.

"I hope we're not. Reset. I don't want to lose you. Any of you." It was a raw admittance, but there was little he hadn't shared with this particular New Yorker.

But at the mention of Tim, Raylan swallowed thickly and nodded, looking at the floor.

"He loves me. Tim does. I.. I think comin' here and seein' what I have with them, with Henry and Malcolm, no matter what it is on paper.. I think it makes it hard for him. For me too. I don't know. Maybe it'd be better if we did. It'd hurt less. Ignorance is bliss."