"Here I am," Jeff confirms, all languid cheer as he continues to pet a very demanding goat who will absolutely head butt him if he stops showering it with attention. It's kind of like a very mellow hostage situation. Speed, in slow motion and with way lower stakes.

He scratches at the animal's ears as he looks over at Tim, returning that brow raise with one of his own. Maybe he should find Tim's haggard, probably sleep-deprived state concerning, but... Fuck it, it reads totally normal to him. Well-rested people are weird and suspicious.

And that question should probably throw him. It should probably raise a few reciprocal questions, or at least a furrowed brow. Instead, he shrugs and says, "Oh yeah, sure, I've thought about it."

Totally casual. He could be joking, or he could be totally sincere.