He could only tangle himself around Malcolm a little further, like the man was keeping him buoy at sea. He didn't know about the conversation that Malcolm had had with Tim, but the sniper had been right. Raylan needed Malcolm in a way he didn't need the rest of them. There was too much in the way, too many nuanced obstacles with the rest of them for him to be and feel the way he did here.

"Shame the seasons ain't right here and that we ain't got seeds. Growin' something would give us something to do. A way to pass the time."

But Mathis robbed them of even that.

This we offer in humiliation and fear.