[ There's a beat, York just standing there gripping Wash's shoulder, before he clears his throat a little sheepishly. ]

That's a whole lot, I just meant us. Like I forgive you.

[ But he won't just ignore what Wash just said. ]

I'm glad you did live past it. And that even if you feel like you're drowning and okay's far off right now, we know it gets better.

What can I do?