"As long as you know that," Wash says flatly. Appearing unconcerned about his own future isn't an act. He's spent too much time over the last few years not expecting to have one. He hadn't expected to be getting out of prison so this is already a step up.

God, his standards are rock bottom aren't they?

He tenses a little when Felix mentioned Carolina. He'd assumed that she was dead, at least until this had happened. But after that flicker of doubt, his stance hardens, jaw clenching. He hasn't seen her in years. She's dead to him already. She'd survived and had never even tried to find him. "Not a problem," he says. "I'll look forward to it."