[He could see it, and while it was hard to break that, it did fall away a little, the severity of the bite gone. Yeah, okay, so it wasn't his fault, not completely, but he still wanted to do what he could to get her out of this, now. So now. Five minutes ago now.

But Wash, Tucker knew that tone, and pardon him if he was suddenly glaring a little.] Probably, but fuck it, they've got their own shit to worry about. What, you don't think I can?

[Other than this was going to be his first real interaction with the guy, and delivering this news when Tucker was already set to blow was asking for trouble on a million different levels. This totally wasn't a form of self-punishment. No way.] Dude, I have to do something, so let me have this at least!