[It's a punch in the gut when Wash says 'North's beacon.' He breathes out, trying to keep his composure. His own death, well... he hasn't exactly dealt with it, but he experienced it so he knows. North, he'd still had hope for. His best friend. ]
...North, too?
[ And Wash had been on Recovery. He'd still been with Freelancer and they'd sent him out after his friends' corpses. Shit. Again, he finds himself trying to refocus from what, right now, feels like grief overload. Focus on Wash and what he's been through instead of himself, because that's easier for York. He'll pick apart his own issues later. ]
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...North, too?
[ And Wash had been on Recovery. He'd still been with Freelancer and they'd sent him out after his friends' corpses. Shit. Again, he finds himself trying to refocus from what, right now, feels like grief overload. Focus on Wash and what he's been through instead of himself, because that's easier for York. He'll pick apart his own issues later. ]
I'm sorry you had to handle all that.