Come in! Tim sounded.. Well, at least. Raylan had been wondering how Tim was going to take it - Likely better than Raylan was going to, in the end. He helped himself inside and glanced around, eyeing the plate of pasta questioningly as he moved into the kitchen, head tilting as he found Tim laid out on the floor.

"You look uncomfortable, what're you doin?"

No, no apologetic expressions or unwanted words, just Raylan.