"N-no... We need to keep moving." Wash urges on. Once he regains his footing he tries to walk on his own, but some of his weight is still shared between him and York. He reaches for his head again and takes a deep breath.

He hadn't noticed it before, but his hud was filled with warnings of his surroundings along with concerns of his own health. His heart, for instance, is just short of jumping from his chest. By now it's all he can hear; the blood pounding in his ears.

"Please, let's just... Just find a way out of here, and quick."