"He should be in a bed, not on the floor," he complained from Malcolm's shoulder. "Him and Dorian both." But Raylan pulled his head back to focus up on Malcolm's face, brow pinching in consternation. "He did that with me too, I went to take his hand, look at his palm to see if he was still bearin' that mark.. It was like I'd hit 'em. You think Mathis got her hooks into him like she has with me? Like me with the fire?"

That sounded solid but he had to check and verify.