[Wash blinks rapidly behind his visor, stepping back several paces as he abruptly releases Yusuke and lets his sidearm fall away.]
...sorry. Sorry. That place makes you - it takes a lot out of you. [Already, the volcanic tightness of his anger is ebbing away from where it pooled in his muscles and drew his jaw tight. He breathes out, slow, trying to ease the rest of it away.]
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...sorry. Sorry. That place makes you - it takes a lot out of you. [Already, the volcanic tightness of his anger is ebbing away from where it pooled in his muscles and drew his jaw tight. He breathes out, slow, trying to ease the rest of it away.]
[It's slow going.]