When Raylan sat up, took off his hat, and acknowledged him, Tim's face remained curiously concerned for the most part, but confusion, relief, fear, anger (at whoever did it, not at Raylan) then finally 'thank fuck I'm not alone' swept over him. A moment later he offered him a small smile and gave a tip of his own hat in greeting —for some reason that felt completely absurd— and headed over to him, completely ignoring any signs which might or might not have restricted four-legged traffic in the area, because frankly he didn't give a shit so he didn't even look around for it.

"Got you too, huh?" he said as he approached, coming to stand stiffly near Raylan's bed, finally giving a glance around to confirm they were, for the moment, alone. "You alright?"