[When Scott steps in he tries to maintain a casual aura about him, but for once that falls completely flat. He's tense, there's confusion written all over his face, and when he realizes he forgot whatever it was he was going to say he takes a moment to glance around and avoid eye contact at all cost.]
Uh, no thanks, I'm good. [Even by the time he glances back at Wash he hasn't gotten his shit together.] Er, so...
[He pictures how stupid he must look and he can't help but laugh at himself. Words fail him so he falls back on doing the only thing he really knows how to; get to the point.
Having left his armor behind and settled for his usual Initiative garb he raises his arm with his wrist facing up so Wash can see the name stamped across it.]
This...wouldn't happen to be familiar in any way to you, would it?
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Uh, no thanks, I'm good. [Even by the time he glances back at Wash he hasn't gotten his shit together.] Er, so...
[He pictures how stupid he must look and he can't help but laugh at himself. Words fail him so he falls back on doing the only thing he really knows how to; get to the point.
Having left his armor behind and settled for his usual Initiative garb he raises his arm with his wrist facing up so Wash can see the name stamped across it.]
This...wouldn't happen to be familiar in any way to you, would it?