"Didn't have much opportunity to do the right thing till now." He gives Wash's hand a squeeze, leaning in to butt their foreheads together for a moment. Safe. Well. Safer. He got them out. He got it DONE.

This armor's better than he'd feared it might be. And without side effects! That's a bonus.

A brief moment of affection is all he lets himself have before he pulls away and unstraps himself to check in with Carolina. Give her much the same talk- she had it worse. SHe never got a chance to slip out and be herself- or shades of herself, with anyone else.