"Hey-" God he knows that look. Wash used to have this face when he started hanging sins on his own tree that weren't exactly his to hold onto. York probably did the same thing. Even after the Project it's a familiar expression. More than enough for him to slip the fingers from his hair to Wash's jaw and-
okay wow that is intimate but he needs the kid to listen. To pay attention.
And maybe it just feels good enough to steal a touch when he can. After all. He is a thief by trade.
"Then you do better. We all did things we weren't proud of in the project, after the project- to survive. None of us are on the side of angels here. Probably won't ever be. The point is not what you are or what you did." Another fluid shrug, chin coming off his hand so he can lean in just a little, so he can get a good bead on Wash's eyes. They were always so damn expressive back in the day. "It's what you do moving forward. Sure. You're here helping for payment. Okay. But you're helping. That's what matters."
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okay wow that is intimate but he needs the kid to listen. To pay attention.
And maybe it just feels good enough to steal a touch when he can. After all. He is a thief by trade.
"Then you do better. We all did things we weren't proud of in the project, after the project- to survive. None of us are on the side of angels here. Probably won't ever be. The point is not what you are or what you did." Another fluid shrug, chin coming off his hand so he can lean in just a little, so he can get a good bead on Wash's eyes. They were always so damn expressive back in the day. "It's what you do moving forward. Sure. You're here helping for payment. Okay. But you're helping. That's what matters."