It was hard to read Wash’s lips, but that panicked look and him looking around lent itself to the obvious. The concern was an aura around him, anxiety rising and the quickened beeping of his heart monitor took away the “subtlety” of it. Tucker was in the room, so he wasn’t worried about him. That didn’t look like any of the guy’s names—
Is this how it’s going to be? Trying to figure out what he’s saying? When I wanted to learn lip-reading, I didn’t mean like this.
Car—
“Carolina?” He pulled back, letting go of Wash completely so he could scrub his face his with his hands. Dry off. Get himself together. Be solid, be strong. “She’s fine. Well, not fine; severe dehydration and malnutrition after what those fucklicks did to you guys, but the docs have her on a diet that she’s hating. But she’s not—“
not like you
“—not in the hospital. No one is.” Just you. He was going to have to tell him eventually, wasn’t he? He was going to have to tell him what happened. He couldn’t avoid it forever.
no subject
Is this how it’s going to be? Trying to figure out what he’s saying? When I wanted to learn lip-reading, I didn’t mean like this.
Car—
“Carolina?” He pulled back, letting go of Wash completely so he could scrub his face his with his hands. Dry off. Get himself together. Be solid, be strong. “She’s fine. Well, not fine; severe dehydration and malnutrition after what those fucklicks did to you guys, but the docs have her on a diet that she’s hating. But she’s not—“
not like you
“—not in the hospital. No one is.” Just you. He was going to have to tell him eventually, wasn’t he? He was going to have to tell him what happened. He couldn’t avoid it forever.