Wash let himself sink into the silence, exhaustion graying out the edges of his thoughts. So Greg had a son. Probably a good kid, if his dad was anything to go by. He toyed with the idea of maybe meeting Greg's kid and discarded it almost immediately. Nope. The last thing a war zone needed was kids. He'd seen enough of that already-
He winced, took a deep breath, let it out slowly. Evidently he couldn't go ten seconds without digging up some form of trauma. Great.
He opened his eyes when Greg spoke and pushed himself upright. "Yeah?"
no subject
Wash let himself sink into the silence, exhaustion graying out the edges of his thoughts. So Greg had a son. Probably a good kid, if his dad was anything to go by. He toyed with the idea of maybe meeting Greg's kid and discarded it almost immediately. Nope. The last thing a war zone needed was kids. He'd seen enough of that already-
He winced, took a deep breath, let it out slowly. Evidently he couldn't go ten seconds without digging up some form of trauma. Great.
He opened his eyes when Greg spoke and pushed himself upright. "Yeah?"