[ Wash nods -- he needs to get out of here, too, he has enough trouble sleeping under normal circumstances (as normal as they ever get) let alone surrounded by strangers. Sleep is when you're most vulnerable, he hates this setup. He hates not being able to trust anyone at all, and the level of risk involved if Sharkface figures out who he is, if it comes to him later that he recognized the voice... yeah, he needs a place of his own, but fuck him for finding a job, really. He has no skills outside of soldiering.
But that's a dilemma for another time, because right now Sharkface is apologizing for freaking at him, he thinks. Really? Yeah, that's what's happening. Wash blinks, surprised on several levels.
Maybe they've both been seeing each other as one specific thing. Of course there's a person behind that visor. ]
Oh, uh. It's fine, I get it. Every day here's been a bad day, honestly.
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But that's a dilemma for another time, because right now Sharkface is apologizing for freaking at him, he thinks. Really? Yeah, that's what's happening. Wash blinks, surprised on several levels.
Maybe they've both been seeing each other as one specific thing. Of course there's a person behind that visor. ]
Oh, uh. It's fine, I get it. Every day here's been a bad day, honestly.