[Her arm is still looped through his, and she runs her fingers up and down his sleeve gently, going quiet. She can guess at what "damage" he's talking about. When she speaks up again, her voice is soft.]

Hey, can I ask you something? Um... God, this isn't going to come out right. How come you're telling me all this?

[Yep, that sounds wrong already.]

I mean... I don't mean that I don't want you to, it's just... Most people wouldn't, you know? But you're okay with it.

[In a weird way, it's kind of nice. People almost never open up to her like this, and Wash is easy to talk to, which is saying something for Kyna. In some ways, it's a relief.]