"Wash isn't your name anymore than York's mine." Not that he KNOWS Wash's name. After a certain point in the project everyone just went by their state names. So damn clandestine.

Hell no one's called him by his name in...years.

"Right. Sure." Ugh. Putting his back to anyone deliberately- Delta twitches hard in the back of his skull and he turns, shoulders tense, little green chip nestled in safe at the base of his skull. "If you drop us I'm dying your hair blue."