Tuck had backed off, very much fine with acting like the old man who needed protecting. Maybe against the sheriff, but absolutely not against a bunch of dudebros. He knew exactly what Will was doing though, and so he played his part perfectly, pretending to be terrified as they ran off, until they were safely around the corner and in a store.
"You are brilliant," Tuck said, leaning in to kiss him. "Beautiful and brilliant and do I really look that old?!" he asked. He held his hands out so he could help go through the wallets. They would need to dump them somewhere, only taking the cash. Luckily their would-be attackers had been on an epic night out and their wallets were filled with notes.