[There was a fleeting moment when David (yes, David) hadn't been so bad and brooding and melodramatic about things. When he had smiled and meant it.
Then Church happened, and it took a long, long, long fucking time for him to actually smile again, something warm and affectionate. No smirks. Nothing after a revenge victory. Just an honest smile.
Epsilon had never talked about it, but he had spotted it when Wash talked to Tucker, to Caboose, to all of them. Sometimes late at night, sometimes after a good battle when they were all home and yelling about their victory. Sometimes, it came from some old familiar story Carolina told.
He was pretty sure that Wash wasn't bouncing back a third time.
The hologram sat on the shoulder of the dusty armor, adjusting the unnecessary glasses on his noses. What? It's aesthetic.] I know you're upset. I am, too. But this isn't your fault. None of it is. I need you to know that, square one, okay?
[There was a glitch through the projection, a flicker. Here goes nothing...] I know that because it's mine.
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Then Church happened, and it took a long, long, long fucking time for him to actually smile again, something warm and affectionate. No smirks. Nothing after a revenge victory. Just an honest smile.
Epsilon had never talked about it, but he had spotted it when Wash talked to Tucker, to Caboose, to all of them. Sometimes late at night, sometimes after a good battle when they were all home and yelling about their victory. Sometimes, it came from some old familiar story Carolina told.
He was pretty sure that Wash wasn't bouncing back a third time.
The hologram sat on the shoulder of the dusty armor, adjusting the unnecessary glasses on his noses. What? It's aesthetic.] I know you're upset. I am, too. But this isn't your fault. None of it is. I need you to know that, square one, okay?
[There was a glitch through the projection, a flicker. Here goes nothing...] I know that because it's mine.