[It's an automatic reaction any time that bullshit time travel trip that definitely did not happen comes up. And now it's weird, now that Grif... doesn't know him.]
[Part of that hurts, more than he'd like to admit. The one familiar face in all of this crazy bullshit doesn't recognize him. Grif may be here, but somehow Wash is still on his own.]
[No time to deal with that now, or maybe ever. He pushes it down and moves on.]
[For half a second, he's tempted to lie - but he chose Freelancer as his code name. Grif may be an idiot, but there's no way he won't figure it out, and there's no point in lying if he can't make it stick. Might as well get this shit over with.]
My name is Agent Washington, and I'm a Freelancer.
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[It's an automatic reaction any time that bullshit time travel trip that definitely did not happen comes up. And now it's weird, now that Grif... doesn't know him.]
[Part of that hurts, more than he'd like to admit. The one familiar face in all of this crazy bullshit doesn't recognize him. Grif may be here, but somehow Wash is still on his own.]
[No time to deal with that now, or maybe ever. He pushes it down and moves on.]
[For half a second, he's tempted to lie - but he chose Freelancer as his code name. Grif may be an idiot, but there's no way he won't figure it out, and there's no point in lying if he can't make it stick. Might as well get this shit over with.]
My name is Agent Washington, and I'm a Freelancer.