Carolina could already know, anyway. We've not talked about it, but --

[ She'd know from the context, from what she knows of the situation, from ah her relationship with the Director and the Alpha and. He pauses, there. Probably shouldn't have even said that much. He shakes his head. ]

They know it was bad. They don't need to know how bad, or exactly what goes through my head when I'm asleep. It wouldn't help anyone.

[ Or well, it wouldn't help anyone but Wash. Which to him means of course it is not even slightly worthwhile. ]