Raylan reached out, hooking a few of his fingers into Malcolm's. It was a small comfort, but one he could offer. "I hope we get to leave outta here like that, instead of how we were brought here, or how we tend to wake up. I'm not ready to lose you guys. I never will be."

He took a deep breath and glanced around.

"Let's go back home, hmm? See how Neal's doing, see if Doc needs a break or any back up or somethin'."