[ Removal itself, no -- but violent, involuntary removal was a different situation altogether, and they have no real idea how it happened here for York. Not to mention, being without Delta would just be like being without York's right arm at some point, with how closely they worked together, with how much time they spent together. At the very least it's disorienting, and well, Wash knows York would miss his friend.

What he says next catches his attention more, though, sorry York, about not being allowed to see the equipment but apparently the doctors still running every test they could on him and his implant. His blood runs cold for a moment, just instinctively, reactively. A different doctor? That catches his attention, too, he remembers meeting a man who'd called himself such at the medbay. ]

They either brought here for a reason that they aren't telling, or they have no idea how we got here and they're trying to figure it out. [ He does lower his voice in turn, but not that much -- he's already been fairly open with some of the others about his suspicion of the Cetagandans. ] Either way we're of some use to them, or we wouldn't be here.

[ Then he does lower his voice more, leaning closer to make sure York can hear him. ]

The tests, York. Do they know what they're looking for?