He's a special ops space marine, okay. That's slightly different. That snort just kind of amuses him, though, Wash smiling a little even if he's not facing Daryl, still mostly looking at the rabbit. He brings it off the fire, checking it slightly. Maybe just a little more.

"Yeah. Exactly." From the beginning that'd always been his suspicion. They were a resource. Why else take them in? And everything the Cetagandans actually did after that only served to further confirm his thinking. "I wouldn't be surprised if they were just waiting for an excuse to cut into us and harvest our organs, or something."

Only half exaggerating. He didn't really expect them to do that, but that was the kind of feeling they gave him.