Wash has seen some shit. Battlefields, genocides, the inside of someone else's brain (both literally and metaphorically), the list goes on far too long for comfort or even sanity.

While motherfucking Cthulu somehow isn't at the very top of that list, he's still going to have nightmares about this for a good long while.

But right now, in this moment, none of that is important.

He snaps his attention back to Rich in time to just barely dodge a blast of Nova Force and sets off his power nuke. "Done!" It'll take care of the Nova Force for the next two minutes; if he's lucky, it'll affect the tentacles as well.

(He's long since stopped putting stock in being lucky. That's York's job.)