[ From the corner of his eye, Maine looks down at Wash. Wonders at the odd stress in his friend's voice. Wonders, and adds it to an ever-growing list of questions — right alongside why Wash asked his name.
After grunting in acknowledgment, Maine considers Wash's words. Finds himself almost immediately annoyed that there's not something they can do to get a definitive answer. He doesn't like uncertainty. Prefers things to be concrete, or at least actionable.
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After grunting in acknowledgment, Maine considers Wash's words. Finds himself almost immediately annoyed that there's not something they can do to get a definitive answer. He doesn't like uncertainty. Prefers things to be concrete, or at least actionable.
And so, in the vein of dreams: ]
Could pinch.
[ What? It might work. ]