Nor was it with Raylan, but he wasn't sure how Tim felt about it. Didn't know how he would take it. Raylan didn't talk about it openly anyway.

"You've already gotten me beat out by virtue of you havin' a kitchen," he chuckled, "But now that that's not the case, it's about time you let a few other people feed you. I think he does it because he needs to take care of other people. I do it because I worry about if you're gettin' enough in your stomach to match whatever moonshine you imbibe. Things go south here, I need you in fightin' form."

Yeah sure. That's what he'll blame it on. But he knew about how Tim ate. It was why he brought plums.