"We're about one Deal away from that literally being true," he murmurs, happily. "And just my graduation away from asking Iris for a trip together. It'll be glorious."

He reaches up to touch Malcolm's face, running his fingers over the other man's temple. He moves slowly, softly- almost with worship. He can't imagine a better fate than intertwining his with Malcolm's, twisting them together to form a single golden thread.

Before he gets too distracted with his adoration, he realizes he should bring up one small word of caution. "Whoever you get for your next inmate'll be lucky. But if they hear that you gave your Deal to the past couple, they might want an explanation. Why they're different. What will you tell them?" His expression is encouraging. He's just trying to watch out for Malcolm's occasional blind spots. And he doesn't want Malcolm to feel discouraged for this decision- ever, if he can help it.