[ Wash's own expression softens a little in turn, and he checks along his jawline before he's satisfied enough that this just seems like a bruise, nothing more, his fingers brushing lightly against his neck as he pulls his hand away. ]

Probably a good thing with how much trouble you get into in general, let alone all of this.

Would you want me to interfere? [ He's asking, but if he still sees you get into deep enough shit Miles he'd still interfere whether you like it or not. But still. For a smaller scuffle, he won't like standing aside, but. ]