[ how didn't they realize, indeed. a secret buried deep and yet present in everything the moment you know what to look for, winding throughout every thing about the project and everything that they were put through. thank god for connie. the information would've come out eventually in other ways ( like wash himself, given how much of it was involuntarily shoved into his mind and memory ), but. it does occur to him that south might not know as much about the nature of what went down as he does, depending on what she's learned over the years, but -- they can talk about that later, maybe. right now , this is more pressing.
her voice kind of trails off, and wash just offers a quiet nod. considering, yeah. the way he found them. south alive and maybe not-quite-well but north definitively not, and -- everything that happened after. he closes his eyes for a moment. ]
How much did you want to get away from him?
[ gentle, prompting. he isn't talking about his death at all, just about what she'd referred to earlier -- wanting to get away, telling herself she would, but. ]
no subject
her voice kind of trails off, and wash just offers a quiet nod. considering, yeah. the way he found them. south alive and maybe not-quite-well but north definitively not, and -- everything that happened after. he closes his eyes for a moment. ]
How much did you want to get away from him?
[ gentle, prompting. he isn't talking about his death at all, just about what she'd referred to earlier -- wanting to get away, telling herself she would, but. ]