Raylan had not been looking forward to this little meeting. He didn't know how it would go, and for the most part he'd spent the week not thinking about it. But as he approached the meeting point, that dread started to return. It was a low-level sort of thing, because a least with Tim he knew what to expect and there would be no undue drama from what had happened last week.

Or at least, that's what he thought. He didn't need to see the bite marks to tell something was off. Maybe Tim was looking a little pale, or a bit more haggard than usual. It was something subtle that Raylan couldn't put his finger on. "You feelin' alright?" he asked, looking Tim over.