By this point, Wash was having a pretty hard time believing whatever had happened had been an accident. Peridot's expressions and behavior (could she be less subtle?) pretty much sealed that deal - there was more to this story than Wash knew. He'd find out eventually; for now, there were a good number of stairs between them and where they needed to go.

"Come on," he said, wrapping an arm around Greg's waist. The stairs were wide enough for two abreast, and odds were good that Greg would eventually need the support.