Small mercies were just never going to be something that Tim was simply handed, those were saved for other people. And he was certainly aware of that when rather than continuing to walk past him the girl stopped and greeted him, he took her hand if only because that was how he'd been raised. "Yeah, I'm Tim." He agreed.
She sounded a bit like Becky, the way she could talk like that, fast and just trusting him to keep up with her as she asked him questions and told him about herself in a single breath. "Vance already laid things on the line for me." He told her warily, and wondered briefly if this was the sort of greeting everyone received when they arrived here.
"Dillon, M'from Dillon." He knew better, he knew girls just like this at home - and it was always easier to just go along with it, particularly when she offered to show him around. He could get the unofficial tour get a drink and come back. It'd be fine. "Yeah, sure I could use a walk through." Just keep your head down and go with it.