"Drown'n with you ain't so bad a way to go." He drags his nails back up Wash's neck, rolling his thumb over the scarred implantation site. His own wasn't so rough, so ragged. A clean scar of burned skin where Delta used to live- taken from him after he'd nearly died. Tex took care of him.

Carolina's had been angry too and a dim flicker of a memory has him dragging his teeth along Wash's throat, the flat of his thumb rolling back and forth over Wash's scar. David's scar. Here they're just Taylor and David and everything else doesn't matter.