With a deep and satisfied breath, Raylan shifted down and snuggled in as far as he could with the restraints, them facing each other and his elbow and all. He could definitely handle more experiments.

Wrapping his free arm around Malcolm, he hummed his agreement. "I'm hopin' he'll go without too much trouble, but if we gotta drag him kickin' and screamin', we will. He doesn't even have to say anythin' though he oughta." He sighed softly, in that same content sleepy way. "A problem for tomorrow though, hmm?"