For another moment, Greg didn't speak, chewing his cheek as he second guessed himself. He couldn't imagine the sort of things Wash had evidently gone through. He didn't want to. Who was he to advise?

He considered playing it off, trying to turn things light again, back to comfortable territory. With Steven, distracting him with food usually cleared things right up.

Wash wasn't Steven, though. He was an adult, and had to get talked to like one.

"Just... try not to take too much on alone, all right? Out there, or, yknow..." He tapped at his head. "In here. You don't have to come to me, but... it's always better to have a buddy system."