[ From behind Wash, there's a low grunt. "Come on."
[ Maine doesn't want any part of this. He doesn't want to know what North sounds like when he's defensive, or what Texas looks like when she's positioning herself to guard a stranger from her team. He doesn't want to hear Wash denying that they are a team. He doesn't want to see Carolina's face.
[ He just wants to kill the fucking Savrii.
[ And he can't.
[ "Need to go."
[ His tone is still thick with anger. He doesn't know what to do with it.
[ But Carolina gave them an order. North knows that he's not leaving. And Wash said, "Fine."
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[ Maine doesn't want any part of this. He doesn't want to know what North sounds like when he's defensive, or what Texas looks like when she's positioning herself to guard a stranger from her team. He doesn't want to hear Wash denying that they are a team. He doesn't want to see Carolina's face.
[ He just wants to kill the fucking Savrii.
[ And he can't.
[ "Need to go."
[ His tone is still thick with anger. He doesn't know what to do with it.
[ But Carolina gave them an order. North knows that he's not leaving. And Wash said, "Fine."
[ So it's time to go. ]