It's pretty close quarters and Wash is hardly a fan of sharing space with others these days, but he's also way too damn tired to give enough of a damn to bother making more room. He'll survive. Besides, easier to see the screen if he's closer anyway, and if he's going to lie here watching some ridiculous serial drama, well... He'd like to actually see what's going on.

"I'm kind of doubting I'll get that invested," he responds, not even bothering to be shocked over how much of the show there apparently is. These things tend to run stupidly long, right? But really, he's pretty sure he'll be okay not watching the entire thing. ...Though it would be a way to pass the time while he's still bedridden. "...But noted."

Taking the blanket that's offered to him, Wash wraps it around himself with as little movement as possible, shifting awkwardly as he bites back a couple grunts of pain. He ends up satisfied and already starting to warm up eventually though, and from there he settles down, laying out on his stomach.

"What season are you watching now, anyway?" The question is a little absent-minded, though it shows that Wash is at least curious enough to ask that much. And maybe quietly wondering if there are things he needs to know to understand what's going on. Though he has the feeling that there's plenty he's not going to understand, regardless.