[ Wash jerks at the voice -- there's a lot to take in, from the decor to the confused people coming off the shuttles. His first guess is that this is a space station, though it's not one he's familiar with, and looking around isn't exactly telling him much.
But the guy in front of him -- who sounds like he's using a UNSC-issued helmet radio, if the quality is anything to go by -- is looking at him like he has some idea of what's going on, and for a moment, all Wash can do is stare. ]
The-- what? I'm not a-- I'm on Blue Team, not... whatever that is. I don't even know where I am.
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But the guy in front of him -- who sounds like he's using a UNSC-issued helmet radio, if the quality is anything to go by -- is looking at him like he has some idea of what's going on, and for a moment, all Wash can do is stare. ]
The-- what? I'm not a-- I'm on Blue Team, not... whatever that is. I don't even know where I am.
[ Though, he thinks, that just figures. ]