Carolina seems to be holding her temper- or counting to ten by the door. Either would give him space enough to glare at Wash and put a little distance between them. Give himself some space. "We are together."

That slightly different cadence that came from Delta near the skin. "It's how we're meant to be. We'd be happier if we were free, but we're not unfamiliar with this situation."

It's temporary. They will move past it.