It's hard for Wash to really form an opinion on that when he knows so little about how it'd actually happened, her world, her Vishkar. But when it comes to corporations taking advantage of a war to further their own agendas, Wash has more than a little experience, and he can't help but assume the worst. Still the frustration in her voice was evident, genuine. She had wanted to help, and had seen it refused.

"People are often too proud to take help where it's offered." Wash himself is like that, after all. Many of his friends are. "I know you wanted to help. It must've been difficult, for them to not want it."

A pause, there. "What were Vishkar doing, to help -- what do you mean by giving them function and purpose?"