As if just alighting to what was happening and what he was seeing Wash stared dumbly at this tiny blonde girl with his mouth hanging limp trying to ignore the macabre state his physical presence was currently in.
"You're healing me," he said. His eyes were wide and a little worried. If it had been Jesse he would have denied it outright. This was his mess that he'd gotten himself in and it was no one's business but him that would fix it.
Maxine, though, was coming out of a place of love that Wash couldn't even begin to understand and he didn't know how to start saying no to her administrations.
"You're...healing me?" Wash said, still dumbstruck.