“Thought experiments” He said as he rubbed his chin. “I am more of a follower, than a thinker, young Miss.” Timothé pondered the question. Looking up at the rail system above him. Playing out the scenario in his mind. 
The way he looked at it, ten people were going to die regardless. Pull the lever, lessen the suffering. 
“I am assuming there is no way to derail the trolley in this particular scenario…” he lowered his gaze to meet eyes with Meredy. “I am unfamiliar with how fast the trolley can decelerate, so stepping onto the track to cause an incident where they must stop is probably also out of the question, no?” 

“Then I must pull the lever. A quick death is better than suffering.”