[ Her heart sinks as soon as he says her name, because she knows. She knows nothing good can follow that.
He sounds tired. As if he's been through hell and back. Seen too much shit, been let down by the world one too many times. Is fucking sick of it all.
CT's seen too much shit, too. But she hasn't struggled for years and years like Wash has. She's seen her friends die, but she's seen them come back, too.
It's all still fresh enough for her to still be angry instead of just worn down.
She steps closer, eyes never leaving the faceplate of his helmet. She wants to hear it. ]
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He sounds tired. As if he's been through hell and back. Seen too much shit, been let down by the world one too many times. Is fucking sick of it all.
CT's seen too much shit, too. But she hasn't struggled for years and years like Wash has. She's seen her friends die, but she's seen them come back, too.
It's all still fresh enough for her to still be angry instead of just worn down.
She steps closer, eyes never leaving the faceplate of his helmet. She wants to hear it. ]
What happened to him?