They hadn't let him in to see her at first. She was still healing, she'd be unresponsive, she's under the sedatives. Wash doesn't care. It hadn't stopped him back on Sacrosanct, and drones or aliens, he's not leaving her alone. Not like this.

It's never been one of the things they talk about, the eye. Sure, York would always play it off with a laugh, but he'd seen just how much it meant to her to get it fixed. And now?

What a cosmic joke.

So Wash parks himself at her bedside and stays there, ignoring anyone and everyone who tries to get him to leave. Like fuck he is. He cares more about York than anyone else on this station, and he'll be damned before he lets her wake up all alone here.