There was no room in his head right now to frame this in logical terms, in the terms of the trauma he suffered seeing what he did; framing this as a concession to Tim's senses was better. It followed his instinct too - Tim didn't often object to something, being who and what he was, so if Tim said they should retreat, it made the idea more palatable.

Raylan followed, step after step with only a few inevitable glances back as he imagined all the answers that they were walking away from. It's right there.

But he wasn't so far gone that he would tear out of Tim's grasp and run that way.

"Probably," he answered to the question of cocoa at 1308. "Lotta people been stayin' there with the way nights have been. Have you been okay?"

Better that question than following up how poorly Raylan had been taking care of his most basic needs, half evident by the bags under his eyes.