[ wash has to reach a little for it, but not that far. he plops back down against the wall, giving her a bit of a look as he hands the bottle over. ]

Please don't.

[ he means it nicely, though. enough of a playful lilt to his voice, even through the drawl. after she takes it from him he leans back, lifting a hand to knead at his temples, just thinking through what she's saying. wanting to be better for north, talking about this one, and. he gets what she's talking about, but it's still a bit to wrap his head around, since he hasn't experienced anything like that. someday he'll ask her more about these other versions of him, but he really prefers not to think about it too much, right now. ]

He's only human, I guess. [ finally, after a long pause. ] Probably would've been nice if he found it in him to be happier for you.

[ he leans forward, propping his elbows up on his knees as he turns to look at her again. ]

You said you started trying to be better for him, though. How about now?