"No shit." Wash shakes York's hand off, suddenly irritated. It's that old habit rising to the surface again - deflecting any negative emotion sideways into anger, because anger is easier to handle - and he lets himself indulge, just a little bit. "I've been in love, and I've fallen out of love, and I've lost people, and sometimes, when I'm feeling productive, I do the latter two at the same time. I already know it's going to fucking suck - what I want to know how to induce it so I can just get it over with."