Raylan smiled at the cute little joke. Yeah sure. "Got an aspirin or a quarter between your knees and everything, I imagine."
He could feel the restless energy rolling off Tim and took a deeper breath as he made his way around to Raylan's side of the divider, eyes coming up to meet him expectantly. The book was closed, cover turned right side up to face him, reading in large stylised block font 'The Friends of Eddie Coyle' by George V. Higgins.
"I know Art told you you gotta stay, but I promise I can intake paperwork without supervision. In case you got anythin' you'd rather be doin' than workin' on a back cavity." He wasn't ushering Tim away, that would take more energy than it was worth but maybe if he just.. opening the door of opportunity, Tim would be inclined to take it.
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He could feel the restless energy rolling off Tim and took a deeper breath as he made his way around to Raylan's side of the divider, eyes coming up to meet him expectantly. The book was closed, cover turned right side up to face him, reading in large stylised block font 'The Friends of Eddie Coyle' by George V. Higgins.
"I know Art told you you gotta stay, but I promise I can intake paperwork without supervision. In case you got anythin' you'd rather be doin' than workin' on a back cavity." He wasn't ushering Tim away, that would take more energy than it was worth but maybe if he just.. opening the door of opportunity, Tim would be inclined to take it.