"And South killed North and Reggie damn near killed me! NONE of us were ever put in a position to be loyal to anyone but ourselves and your father helped that along as much as possible-" Wash's hand is on his neck, his fingers against the chip and he flinches back, hard. "So you want me patting her ass for falling into the same trap as before and bringing you with her?"

Detla still and tense in the back of his mind and he needs to shut up. Needs to wind it down but this- this is not how he saw meeting them again a few years ago.

This is hell.

"Let me go."