It's easier to slip back into his old routine when York is so determined to avoid him. Wash interacts with Kimball and the rebels only as much as strictly necessary (the betting pool about him and York has died down - he thinks they're disappointed). They're better off with York anyway. He relates to them better. Actually wants what is best for them. Wash brings back trinkets, enough to get his job done. Reports in to Carolina.
They still don't know what to do. He doesn't think she's told their boss. He wishes he could talk to her and not just the her that she is right now.
He misses Connie. She'd smack him upside the head. And then stab him. And then fix this.
The knock on his door is a surprise and there's only one person who would dare.
He's been working out, sweaty and stripped down to the waist when he answers the door.
He just looks at York, dead-eyed, tamping down any flicker of affection he might have felt. They're not friends. He's a monster, York is part of a job.
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They still don't know what to do. He doesn't think she's told their boss. He wishes he could talk to her and not just the her that she is right now.
He misses Connie. She'd smack him upside the head. And then stab him. And then fix this.
The knock on his door is a surprise and there's only one person who would dare.
He's been working out, sweaty and stripped down to the waist when he answers the door.
He just looks at York, dead-eyed, tamping down any flicker of affection he might have felt. They're not friends. He's a monster, York is part of a job.
"Mission?"