[ Taking the silence as a prompt to explain himself, York rakes a hand through his hair. Where does he start? How does he quantify his decision to trust the other man? It shouldn't be a surprise, though -- if Wash searches out York he's just as likely to find Ratchet, the two of them sitting together at meals and hitting the training room at the same time, and York is in Ratchet's bed more often than his own. He thinks back to their first meeting, to how the doctor cared so much for a total stranger. How something about his manner made York open up, and when he'd seen that York needed to be looked after he'd just done it, no questions asked, nothing wanted in return. Now that he's feeling more himself again he's been looking to return the favor. ]

We all see things here the same way. They're civil enough but this isn't the right side to be on, and the natives could probably use another doctor. [ He meets Wash's gaze again, and there's a confidence shining there that Wash hasn't seen for awhile. York's sure about this. ] We've been training together, he won't slow us down.