"Of course I'm not gawking at you or anyone! It was a turn of phrase is all!" Wash didn't have the benefit of his helmet to help him hide the fact that his ears were beginning to turn pink with embarrassment.
And now that he was sitting on the edge of Tucker's bunk, the younger man would be able to pick out the flush of color that was crawling down the back of his neck and beneath the thick material of his undersuit.
Wash looked over at the other man as he pushed himself shakily upright and that eyebrow bisected by the scar twitched ever so slightly as he resisted the urge to raise both brows incredulously at the Sim Trooper.
"Hargrove getting his hands on Epsilon when he had the Meta's suit would have been devastating. As would all of your deaths. I know you're upset about what Epsilon did, but he make the best call he could make."
Wash knew all about being angry and didn't try and talk Tucker out of his anger. The younger man had a right to his anger; both at Epsilon, Hargrove and the entire shitty situation. The Freelancer sort of swirled the alcohol in the bottle in a contemplative manner before deciding that...yeah, he was going to drink it until he couldn't feel much of anything anymore. Maybe then, he might be able to burn the memory of the look in Carolina's eyes when he'd told her what had happened from his mind.
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Date: 2016-06-14 03:30 am (UTC)And now that he was sitting on the edge of Tucker's bunk, the younger man would be able to pick out the flush of color that was crawling down the back of his neck and beneath the thick material of his undersuit.
Wash looked over at the other man as he pushed himself shakily upright and that eyebrow bisected by the scar twitched ever so slightly as he resisted the urge to raise both brows incredulously at the Sim Trooper.
"Hargrove getting his hands on Epsilon when he had the Meta's suit would have been devastating. As would all of your deaths. I know you're upset about what Epsilon did, but he make the best call he could make."
Wash knew all about being angry and didn't try and talk Tucker out of his anger. The younger man had a right to his anger; both at Epsilon, Hargrove and the entire shitty situation. The Freelancer sort of swirled the alcohol in the bottle in a contemplative manner before deciding that...yeah, he was going to drink it until he couldn't feel much of anything anymore. Maybe then, he might be able to burn the memory of the look in Carolina's eyes when he'd told her what had happened from his mind.