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[ York doesn't flinch at the shot, just slowly turns his head to look at the splattered creature. Eugh. And it was coming up on his bad side, like it knew. ]

Thanks... Damn rats. They've got a real infestation here, wherever here is.

[ Wash seems... different. Different than York remembers, anyway, and it hasn't been that long. He looks back at his friend and steps the rest of the way around the building. They should stick together until they figure out what's going on; who brought them here and what for. He just needs to keep it light, not bring up his leaving, and it'll all be fine. ]

You okay, man?