"Gonna have to fight me for it," he said in an aside to Athena before focusing back on the conversation.

Outwardly his face remained neutral. Inwardly he winced. He couldn't entirely stop the flick of a gaze towards Raylan. He didn't expect his partner to immediately throw him under the bus and Tim was initially reluctant to jump into the frying pan on his own.

Raylan's play to draw Malcolm and Athena into focusing on the footprints, rather than the suggested size of the blood pool that would have been needed to make them was a reasonable one. As he had with the handcuffs Tim moved to support his partner's call.

"Which way are the footprints leadin'?"