I've known both. Trust me, it's always the same.

[ Wash takes the glass with a murmur of thanks and takes a quick sip. The taste isn't quite what he's used to, but the alcohol is enough to suit his needs. He leaves it on the table and leans back into his seat with a sigh, gaze drifting off to the side. ]

I just... I don't know. Just because she's acting like it doesn't mean she is. And I don't know what to do.