Wash finally sits up, silent for a moment, before finishing off his beer, effortlessly palming the new one open, and downing a good chunk of that one too. It doesn't help - it's not nearly enough to get drunk off of - but it's enough for him to organize his thoughts well enough to find words for them.
"Because we're friends," is where it starts. "Because I've been the one introducing him to pop culture and trying to fill in the gaps in his social skills. Because he trusts me to do that, and I don't want to overstep that. I don't know if he's ever been in love, or if he'd even know how to figure that out if he was, and I don't want this to be something he just goes along with because hey, it makes Wash happy. That's not fair to either of us." Mostly to Chief, really. "I don't know how he feels, I don't want to bring it up in case he starts thinking he's supposed to feel something, and..." He can find someone better dies in Wash's throat. Regardless of how true it is, some things aren't worth saying out loud. Instead, he just shrugs and downs more of his beer. He's known all of this for a while; that hasn't made putting words to it any easier.
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"Because we're friends," is where it starts. "Because I've been the one introducing him to pop culture and trying to fill in the gaps in his social skills. Because he trusts me to do that, and I don't want to overstep that. I don't know if he's ever been in love, or if he'd even know how to figure that out if he was, and I don't want this to be something he just goes along with because hey, it makes Wash happy. That's not fair to either of us." Mostly to Chief, really. "I don't know how he feels, I don't want to bring it up in case he starts thinking he's supposed to feel something, and..." He can find someone better dies in Wash's throat. Regardless of how true it is, some things aren't worth saying out loud. Instead, he just shrugs and downs more of his beer. He's known all of this for a while; that hasn't made putting words to it any easier.