"Okay," Raylan repeated, pulling Malcolm in to press a kiss his forehead. "It's gonna be okay darlin', we're gonna figure it out together." When he pulled back, it was only to look into Malcolm's face again.

"Deep breath. In with the good air, out with the bad, hmm?" Once Malcolm had taken a few breaths, Raylan would turn and head into the house, keeping a wary eye on Malcolm to see if he followed.