sorry. i let it slip i died and he wouldn't let it go until i told him
not sure what he's gonna do now
[ The message might read a little stilted and that's because it is, she hasn't got enough energy left after where that conversation went to put any of her usual personality into it. But Wash needs the warning, so she's sending it now as she makes her way back to the building even though she's drained as fuck and kind of wishes she could sleep for the next, oh, decade or so. ]
text, un: dakota
north knows you killed me now
sorry. i let it slip i died and he wouldn't let it go until i told him
not sure what he's gonna do now
[ The message might read a little stilted and that's because it is, she hasn't got enough energy left after where that conversation went to put any of her usual personality into it. But Wash needs the warning, so she's sending it now as she makes her way back to the building even though she's drained as fuck and kind of wishes she could sleep for the next, oh, decade or so. ]