[ As much as he really, really hates it... He really is only turning her assistance away out of spite. Help would be good about now. Everything is getting more challenging the longer he goes, the more injuries he picks up. But why did it have to be her that found him now? ]
Fine. Stay.
[ The words are painfully begrudging, Wash not afraid to make it perfectly clear how much he hates accepting her help. Pistol reloaded, he steps forward, brushing past Texas to make his way toward the next section of the corridor. His steps are slightly uneven, but he presses forth as though he's not completely aware of the fact. ]
But I'm not going back to my room. Not while we're still fighting.
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Fine. Stay.
[ The words are painfully begrudging, Wash not afraid to make it perfectly clear how much he hates accepting her help. Pistol reloaded, he steps forward, brushing past Texas to make his way toward the next section of the corridor. His steps are slightly uneven, but he presses forth as though he's not completely aware of the fact. ]
But I'm not going back to my room. Not while we're still fighting.