[ York can feel Wash gripping his shirt and trembling but doesn't draw attention to it. Just holds on comfortingly until the other man pulls away, then politely pretends he doesn't notice that Wash was crying. It's okay -- he's emotional right now, too, that Wash accepted the hug so much more so than the last time he tried. He hugged back. It lasted.
Wash coughs and York just smiles fondly, agreeing with him for appearances' sake. ]
Yeah, the storm's blowing up the dust. We should go in and grab a drink.
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Wash coughs and York just smiles fondly, agreeing with him for appearances' sake. ]
Yeah, the storm's blowing up the dust. We should go in and grab a drink.