[York notices the pronoun but doesn't pursue, and Wash appreciates it more than he'd like to say. Maybe he can put this to rest. Maybe he can...fuck, he doesn't know, but it's a step forward, right?]
[He's drinking his beer and mulling over personal accountability - because he's real good at that - when York casually mentions the one name he's been trying not to spit out. Fuck- fuck-]
[He coughs, chokes on his beer, and spends the next few seconds hacking up a lung trying to clear his airway. Yeah. There's no way that act of subtlety went unnoticed, so he just thunks his head down on the bar and groans. Congratulations, York; too bad there's no prize for guessing correctly.]
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[He's drinking his beer and mulling over personal accountability - because he's real good at that - when York casually mentions the one name he's been trying not to spit out. Fuck- fuck-]
[He coughs, chokes on his beer, and spends the next few seconds hacking up a lung trying to clear his airway. Yeah. There's no way that act of subtlety went unnoticed, so he just thunks his head down on the bar and groans. Congratulations, York; too bad there's no prize for guessing correctly.]