[ A sigh, though. Considering. How much does he trust Byerly? He isn't sure how to quantify that kind of thing, anymore, but he's definitively sure that the answer is, at this point, too much. Another spin of the knife before he drives it into the dirt somewhere beside him, shifting where he's shifted next to him, folding a knee against his chest and propping up an elbow over it. That quiet lasts for quite a bit longer, this time, as Wash just stares somewhere off into the woods. ]
I could tell you why I'm such a fuck up. [ Not all of it, still, never all of it. But. ] About relationships and all that. Sanity included.
[ It's. Easier to tell that to people he didn't know from home. Maybe that's questionable, but it honestly is. It's a stupid fucking thing to offer, but. He doesn't know. Something about that look he had on his face, when he'd leaned against the blade. ]
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[ A sigh, though. Considering. How much does he trust Byerly? He isn't sure how to quantify that kind of thing, anymore, but he's definitively sure that the answer is, at this point, too much. Another spin of the knife before he drives it into the dirt somewhere beside him, shifting where he's shifted next to him, folding a knee against his chest and propping up an elbow over it. That quiet lasts for quite a bit longer, this time, as Wash just stares somewhere off into the woods. ]
I could tell you why I'm such a fuck up. [ Not all of it, still, never all of it. But. ] About relationships and all that. Sanity included.
[ It's. Easier to tell that to people he didn't know from home. Maybe that's questionable, but it honestly is. It's a stupid fucking thing to offer, but. He doesn't know. Something about that look he had on his face, when he'd leaned against the blade. ]