Raylan knew that this was hard for Malcolm - there was no world that he could see Malcolm hurting someone else intentionally, even with what Malcolm had confessed to him nights before. There was no way he'd murdered Endicott but Raylan had nothing to help prove it and opted to keep the peace and say next to nothing beyond insisting that it wasn't possible.

He knew it was. That didn't mean he believed the story fed to him.

"Then we will all go mad together and figure it out," he promised, unaware of how close he was to testing those words, hand tightening around Malcolm's shoulder. He wouldn't wipe away Malcolm's tears; They were deserved, considering. "I can't say I haven't considered that possibility, as ugly as it is. Us all goin' mad. I can't promise how that's gonna go but.. You're not doing it alone. I'm not doin' it alone because of you and Doc and Tim.. Klaus and Negan.."

The whole commune, really.

"Nothin' worth having is easy, right?"