[yeah hey calm down there mister itchy trigger finger. good fucking thing the firearms didn't make it with him out of the hospital (much as he'd groused). stop infomodding, wash! although infomodding in this case means being a constantly suspicious sonuvabitch.]
I don't know, are we? [his voice is tight. Wash backs off, but his posture is still alert.]
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I don't know, are we? [his voice is tight. Wash backs off, but his posture is still alert.]