"Uhh. That's, ah. You've been. Busy. That's... huh." He rubbed at his neck, filing that all away under "very important things I don't understand." It was a very big mental file.
Months, though...? How long had he been out? Wash had mentioned, once, something about time moving differently between home and here, but now that he thought of it he hadn't actually checked if he'd been out an hour or a year.
The moment of confusion (one in a very long line of moments) was pushed aside for yet another moment of distress. Wash didn't know. He had to explain--but what could he say? He hardly wanted to put it in words himself, and Peridot... Greg cast a small, anxious glance at her, then to the ground.
"There... there was a... an accident." That's what it was, after all. Even that vague description, however, made his stomach twist. He didn't want to think about it. The less he said, the better. "We... we both made a mistake, and..."
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Months, though...? How long had he been out? Wash had mentioned, once, something about time moving differently between home and here, but now that he thought of it he hadn't actually checked if he'd been out an hour or a year.
The moment of confusion (one in a very long line of moments) was pushed aside for yet another moment of distress. Wash didn't know. He had to explain--but what could he say? He hardly wanted to put it in words himself, and Peridot... Greg cast a small, anxious glance at her, then to the ground.
"There... there was a... an accident." That's what it was, after all. Even that vague description, however, made his stomach twist. He didn't want to think about it. The less he said, the better. "We... we both made a mistake, and..."