"Thanks." A little while ago, she might not have felt like she deserved it. Wash wouldn't lie to her. If only she would run her fingers through his hair, just like York said to do. And not because she's checking for a lie, because she has no idea how she deserves to have him at her side.

Especially when she knows who's coming.

"Jersey's going to be here," she whispers. "He knows about the last surgery. I'm sorry."