Oh, boy. York can tell by now that's a signal that Wash is moving into emotional territory, which...historically, doesn't always go that well. She wonders if she ought to brace herself, if this is him finally breaking his silence about what happened to her face and he's gonna make her talk about it now.

York raises an eyebrow a little, though the look she gives him is a little cautious, somehow. "Yeah, I know you are," she murmurs, still smiling slightly. "Y'know, I didn't really think we'd end up like this either. You spent so much time determinedly tryin' not to be my friend, I damn near moved out a couple times, you know that? But, y'know, for what it's worth..." She shrugs, more of a sheepish gesture than anything. "I'm glad I didn't."