[By the time Wash has wrapped his head around that revelation, Bones has moved on. He listened, expression carefully neutral again when Bones finished.]
I already have someone who knows the whole story, and no, it isn't Greg. The neural implants are UNSC standard issue - you don't have to worry about those.
Look. I have my own way of dealing with things, and it works. Keeping me in here after I've recovered is fucking it up.
[He's going to skate on past needing time to rest, because he's had it already - he's been stuck in this room for days, and he can't sleep for pent-up energy and fear of memories that aren't his. More important is convincing his doctor-slash-gatekeeper to let him out.]
no subject
You cured death.
[What. The fuck.]
[By the time Wash has wrapped his head around that revelation, Bones has moved on. He listened, expression carefully neutral again when Bones finished.]
I already have someone who knows the whole story, and no, it isn't Greg. The neural implants are UNSC standard issue - you don't have to worry about those.
Look. I have my own way of dealing with things, and it works. Keeping me in here after I've recovered is fucking it up.
[He's going to skate on past needing time to rest, because he's had it already - he's been stuck in this room for days, and he can't sleep for pent-up energy and fear of memories that aren't his. More important is convincing his doctor-slash-gatekeeper to let him out.]