Wash sucked in a breath through his teeth when Casey hugged him. Between fighting Locus and fighting a slew of Mantises, he'd taken some pretty hard hits today. The armor protected him from the worst of the damage, but it didn't prevent him from bruising. Still, he lowered an arm and hugged Casey back, keeping his still-bleeding hand away from his clothes.

It was a moment or two before Casey let go and Wash headed for the hall closet and the first aid kit-

Which wasn't there, he found when he opened the door. Huh. Someone must've moved it. Paper towels from the kitchen were a good enough substitute; he folded several up and pressed them against his hand while he listened. It was pretty damn obvious by now what had happened, but he needed confirmation before he acted on it. "This is Peridot's fault, isn't it. Greg didn't tell me anything"