"Malcolm... Sees the cracks in him he thinks he hides well enough from sharp eyes. Tim doesn't - can't explore them outside his own time. I know Malcolm talks about me. I know Tim doesn't. I see where they conflict. They're.. different breeds of men.."

Raylan lifted his eyes back to Neal and there was only a fraction of shame in them.

"I'm going to tell Malcolm. When the time is right. Tim already knows, I-.. He's too much like Henry. I couldn't without talking to him first."

He was trying his best to not be a shit human being.