[ Punctual as ever, Wash turns up at 2000 hours exactly, looking a little dishevelled in his ship uniform. He looks tired and almost a little haggard as he approaches Tex, slipping into the seat across from her.
Even just seeing her face is a little hard on him after the day he's had, as it drags up a series of emotions that he's far too tired to get into describing at this point. Not that it means he isn't happy to see her--in fact, the overwhelming conclusion, aside from a few anguishing emotions in the background, is that he's pleased to see her. ]
Hey.
[ He greets her shortly, not really sure what else to say. There feels like so much in his head that he wants to say, yet at the same time it feels like a blank slate. Clearing his throat, Wash rubs at a temple briefly before looking across the table with a slight smile. ]
Thanks. For doing this, I mean. I know you probably didn't want to-- Anyway, I appreciate it. That was all...a lot to swallow at once...
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Even just seeing her face is a little hard on him after the day he's had, as it drags up a series of emotions that he's far too tired to get into describing at this point. Not that it means he isn't happy to see her--in fact, the overwhelming conclusion, aside from a few anguishing emotions in the background, is that he's pleased to see her. ]
Hey.
[ He greets her shortly, not really sure what else to say. There feels like so much in his head that he wants to say, yet at the same time it feels like a blank slate. Clearing his throat, Wash rubs at a temple briefly before looking across the table with a slight smile. ]
Thanks. For doing this, I mean. I know you probably didn't want to-- Anyway, I appreciate it. That was all...a lot to swallow at once...