"Yeah that sounds about right." Tim nodded, he could deal with it if it meant he got to go home though. He didn't care whatever it was they wanted him to do to make up for it, he'd have gladly paid that price. "I hoped he would, we were gonna do it together, it would have been great." He sighed, he didn't let himself think about it too much - it was always that thing he wanted, to go home, get his land and his house and Skeeter and just be there where he was supposed to be instead of getting caught up in all of this. But he didn't think about it often, not anymore, it just made all of this harder than it needed to be.
"When have I ever done the right thing?" He asked her, pushing back until he hit the wall and stretching his legs out in front of him, tipping his head back. He didn't do the right thing, he just did the thing that came into his head, right or not.
"They're the weird ones, trust me." Tim had been there long enough that he knew better - even some of them thought they were weird too - he wasn't going to start wondering whether or not there was something wrong with him.
"Always is," He agreed. "One of the few things about this place that hasn't changed."