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Wash never came home on the 17th, and York thinks he knows what happened. More than anything he's worried if Wash is okay, though. So even though the shadow is out there he calls, helmet off so Wash can see it's him.

"Hey man. I'm going to guess you ran into the asshole me, and it said some shit. I hope you got away okay, just... come back? We're stronger together. If it comes after any of you again I want to be there to help... I know how to kill it now."

He hesitates like he wants to say something else before turning off the feed.

He's a little shaken. Who wouldn't be? And the trouble is, it isn't as though York's shadow was saying anything that he hasn't thought himself a hundred times before. The worst Freelancer. Too weak to get himself out of the Project like the others had. Too fucking stupid to help Connie before she was killed.

The call isn't entirely unexpected but Wash still hesitates before responding.

"Why would you want help from the worst Freelancer?"

York scrubs at his face, feeling that rush of guilt again. Man did he ever fuck up not realizing how seriously Wash took all his teasing back in the day.

"Wash... I never meant that, I just. We've covered that I was a shit friend, alright? I'm sorry."

"Well your shadow definitely got it from somewhere." He sucks in a harsh breath. "Look, i don't blame you. I'm the one who was too blind and stupid to get out. Must have been a real laugh right? Look at that idiot, can't even get himself out. Couldn't even handle and AI so he got himself locked up."

"...what? No, I don't think that. I don't know where the shadows got their shit talk but that's all it was, okay? They seemed to just say what they knew would hurt the most." He sighs, glances offscreen for a moment before looking back at Wash. "Honestly. Just come back and we can fight these things together."

"It's your shadow. It obviously has some connection to you." And apparently that meant that even if York hadn't been deliberately misleading him, he'd been humouring him at best. And it... it hurt, okay? Even after all this time, it hurt.

"I don't want to come back. I can take care of myself."

"I'm not denying it came from me. But just because it took our weaknesses and extrapolated them to hurt us doesn't mean I believe anything it said. Doesn't mean I think that way. And neither should you."

He rakes a hand through his hair, upset. Angry at the whole situation, that this thing came and tried to take his friends from him. May have succeeded, in a way.

"Maybe I need you, not the other way around."

Wash's expression tightens. "I'm not here to prop you up, York. I'm the worst Freelancer, remember? You don't need me and I don't need you." He's silent for a moment, before he slumps a bit and lets out a breath. "It's better this way. I was stupid to think otherwise."

York winces a little -- he knows he was a shit friend, alright, Wash doesn't have to keep reminding him of the ways he's screwed up in the past. The things he's said in teasing that stung more than he realized. "I'm sorry, okay? You weren't the worst. Aren't now. Nothing is ever better alone, Wash."

He wishes it was more satisfying to hear that. As it is, right now, it just makes something in his chest clench painfully and he tries to ignore the feeling.

"Alone means that I don't get stabbed in the back again."

"I'm not going to stab you in the back--" he pushes away the sting of Wash's implication, because the fact of it is that's just what someone planning to stab you in the back would say. He just sighs. This isn't getting him anywhere but hurt.

"Take your time, okay? I'll still be here when you're ready."

Wash will just not even dignify that protest with a response. He can't trust them. He can't trust anyone. They don't seem to understand that.

"You'll be waiting for a long time."

"I'm patient. Watch your six, Wash."

Until he lets people watch it for him again. York out.

[ York has heard about the fight at this point, and figures this is enough time for Wash to have cooled down... rather than approaching him, though, or going through Maine, he sends a text to check in. ]

Hey Wash. How are you holding up?

I'm in prison again. How do you think?

That's kinda why I'm messaging you. But you actually responded so I guess better than you could be.

Well I'm not dead.

Good, I'm glad. Are you sleeping at all?

Not if I can help it.

Gotta give in sometime. I was thinking we should take shifts for each other. Play lookout while the others get some rest.

I'm fine on my own. Have fun with that.

Wash. Come on, man.

I try not to sleep around people I don't trust. Not unless I have very good leverage to make sure they need me alive.

You still don't trust any of us? You've slept beside me before, Wash. This you has, even.

No.

The only person I trust to have my back is myself.

Fine. Maybe you'll have the sense to call one of us before you get so tired you pass out in plain sight.

I know how to take care of myself in worse situations.

I'm just saying you don't have to be alone. It'd be better if you weren't, but. You're gonna tell me to fuck off so I'll just cut to the chase.

I'm glad you're alright.

I'll be fine.

...don't get yourself killed.

It's not on the to do list.

Good. Keep it that way.

I'm calling a Freelancer meeting in an hour in the library. You don't have to come if you don't want to; but we need to talk about where we're at, and we're going from here as a group. Maine already confirmed he'd be there, and I think it might benefit you to come, too. Still, I won't blame you if you don't want to.

I'll think about it.

Cat. Suites, Unit 10.

[ Yes, Maine did just remember that he failed to tell Wash that one of their neighbors has a cat. No, it could not wait until he saw Wash in person. He had to fix it immediately. ]

Edited 2017-11-02 02:22 (UTC)

What? Really?

Yes. Saber's.

I don't know who that is.

Owner. Glowing chest.

[ Can't miss him, Wash. ]

I'll think about it.

Good guy.

[ That's Maine's impression, at least. ]

That's good to know. Thanks.

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