[Wash looks forward to Tucker visiting him. Well, okay. That's not accurate. He looks forward to it the same way you look forward to a sandwich after a long stint of not eating, or a hot bath after a long day on your feet when your joints are screaming. Which is to say: he kind of... yearns.
Which is embarrassing, for mister stoic ex-marine. So he tries to keep that shit under wraps. But when he hears the telltale beat of Tucker's wings, he gets up and goes to the door with that totally uncharacteristic smile on his face. Tucker just does something to him.]
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Which is embarrassing, for mister stoic ex-marine. So he tries to keep that shit under wraps. But when he hears the telltale beat of Tucker's wings, he gets up and goes to the door with that totally uncharacteristic smile on his face. Tucker just does something to him.]
Hey.