He let out a breath with that kiss, with that permission, with the knowledge that Malcolm knew exactly what his flaw and weakness was right now and still not being judged for it. It was enough for him to reach up and grab Malcolm's face gently to kiss him with a soft intensity of grateful love.

"I love you, Malcolm. Since I haven't been able to say it the past few days. I love you."

Letting go, Raylan dunked a bottle into the tub and let the air run out of it, lifting it out and pouring out a small bit of headroom before rinsing the bottle off in the sink. Shaking off his hands, Raylan nodded at the door.

"Take me home, Malcolm."