[For a moment, Wash thought that this is what he might have looked like, when Epsilon had torn his mind apart and he couldn't tell what was real and what was simulationtorturememorymemorymemory-]
[He winced, shaking his head roughly. No. Not now. He was past that, and Bones needed help.]
Yeah.
C'mon, let's get you cleaned up.
[He moved up next to Bones, putting a hand gingerly on his shoulder, ready to pull away if Bones freaked out. Bones was probably going to need all the help he could get for now.]
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[He winced, shaking his head roughly. No. Not now. He was past that, and Bones needed help.]
Yeah.
C'mon, let's get you cleaned up.
[He moved up next to Bones, putting a hand gingerly on his shoulder, ready to pull away if Bones freaked out. Bones was probably going to need all the help he could get for now.]