"I'm sorry," Delta says softly, looking away. "You just... look an awful lot like someone I know who is, coincidentally, named Washington. My life is just weird enough for something like this to happen, though."

He shakes his head. Maybe this guy is a mercenary who is trying to elbow in on Wash's life and he had the misfortune of running into the guy. That was... bad.

"I should go."