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Tim nodded his agreement, eyebrows lifting in a faint show of sympathy. Though he showed so little, a faint show was a vast step.

Raylan cuffed the guy, who was busy sputtering about how they hadn't called an ambulance yet and this goes against his rights - Raylan interuppted him. "Keep talkin' and you'll ride in the trunk on the way."

He looked over at Malcolm. "Yup." But his eyes were full of questions just for the profiler. "You alright riding around a little longer?"

If Malcolm said yes, which Raylan had no doubt he would, he asked for Malcolm to put their big guy in the car, and to possibly try to not get hit again while he went to go deal with the kids.