[Between putting himself back together after Epsilon and living with the Reds and Blues, Wash has developed a good amount of self-control over the years. Right now, that's all that's keeping him from storming off.]
[Communication. From York. Yeah right.]
You want to talk communication? What part of "I can't handle this right now" did you not understand?!
[It's louder than he wanted, and higher pitched - he's slipping. He takes a sharp breath and lets it out slowly, forcing calm as best he can.]
no subject
[Communication. From York. Yeah right.]
You want to talk communication? What part of "I can't handle this right now" did you not understand?!
[It's louder than he wanted, and higher pitched - he's slipping. He takes a sharp breath and lets it out slowly, forcing calm as best he can.]
Fuck off, York. I'm working.
[He still doesn't turn around.]