[ Of course it wouldn't be that simple. He really shouldn't have even started. More stupid fucking decisions, that's all he's about, isn't it. Wash doesn't try to push him away again, and there's something that flickers in his expression at the sound of his name, god, why the fuck did he have to tell him that. Why did he have to tell him anything. ]

I'm not -- trying to fucking tease you, alright? [ But he kind of just did, he knows, he knows, impulses, spurs of the moment, sometimes he can't fucking help himself. ] This is just -- a bad idea. I know this is a bad idea.

I know we're all about bad ideas, but let's just -- [ Squeezing his hand over Miles', a little more insistently. ] Miles, please.