Casey took deep breaths, trying to keep his cool. He got yelled at all the time, that was fine, he could deal.
(He was pretty sure he could deal.)
But this was just unfair. He knew he did wrong, he was just about to apologize! And now Wash just blew up at him and Rose before he could even get a word in! Wash was just being his usual jerk self, always needing the last word. Well, not tonight.
"Who could I take?!" Casey said, trying to jump to his feet and getting a bad reminder of his bruised ribs. He eased himself back to the couch. "You guys were all-"
Banged up. He was going to say banged up. And then Bones said...something that left Casey completely speechless. He was talking to Wash like Wash was...well, his age. Or whatever age they seemed to think he was. 12, probably.
Maybe it was his exhaustion. Maybe his nerves were frayed. Maybe the adrenaline was finally gone, but he leaned over, balancing his head on his fists, and had a serious attack of the church giggles. He couldn't just...laugh in the middle of everything without making everything worse, but he couldn't help himself. His shoulders were shaking, in fact he was trembling all over, a weird cocktail of hysterics and anger. If he took a breath, it'd be the desperate gasp that would give him away immediately. Nothing to do but ride it out.
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(He was pretty sure he could deal.)
But this was just unfair. He knew he did wrong, he was just about to apologize! And now Wash just blew up at him and Rose before he could even get a word in! Wash was just being his usual jerk self, always needing the last word. Well, not tonight.
"Who could I take?!" Casey said, trying to jump to his feet and getting a bad reminder of his bruised ribs. He eased himself back to the couch. "You guys were all-"
Banged up. He was going to say banged up. And then Bones said...something that left Casey completely speechless. He was talking to Wash like Wash was...well, his age. Or whatever age they seemed to think he was. 12, probably.
Maybe it was his exhaustion. Maybe his nerves were frayed. Maybe the adrenaline was finally gone, but he leaned over, balancing his head on his fists, and had a serious attack of the church giggles. He couldn't just...laugh in the middle of everything without making everything worse, but he couldn't help himself. His shoulders were shaking, in fact he was trembling all over, a weird cocktail of hysterics and anger. If he took a breath, it'd be the desperate gasp that would give him away immediately. Nothing to do but ride it out.