Well, he does have good instincts.

They banter for a bit longer, but Jim never moves from his spot in the doorway, or takes his eyes off Jay for more than a moment.

Eventually, he turns his head over his shoulder and spits into the dirt outside the bunkhouse. "Well, c'mon then, boys."

He doesn't wait for them to follow before he makes his way to the farmhouse.

If they're dumb enough to get lost on their way, well then they don't deserve to eat.