"Oh come on, that wasn't my-" And then Bones was hugging him, armor and all, and Wash shut up. Bones being emotionally distraught wasn't surprising; somehow, the hug was. He hugged him back, gently - the armor could cause damage if he squeezed too hard, and nobody needed that right now.

Oh for- "Then call her," he ground out, putting his hand back on Greg's shoulder to prevent any further escape attempts. "Or I will. Either way, you're not going anywhere."