There's no question of who he's talking about. York. She's been twisted into knots for the past month since Maine told her that he'd seen both of them. The knots twist tighter and she puts a hand on Wash's, forcing her voice to stay calm and quiet. Yelling isn't going to do any good, in fact it would just share their business with the entire camp. ]
Is he still alive, Wash?
[ It was the fear that had gripped her when Maine returned to camp with only Washington. That she'd lost her chance yet again. But if he's alive... there's still a chance. ]
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There's no question of who he's talking about. York. She's been twisted into knots for the past month since Maine told her that he'd seen both of them. The knots twist tighter and she puts a hand on Wash's, forcing her voice to stay calm and quiet. Yelling isn't going to do any good, in fact it would just share their business with the entire camp. ]
Is he still alive, Wash?
[ It was the fear that had gripped her when Maine returned to camp with only Washington. That she'd lost her chance yet again. But if he's alive... there's still a chance. ]