It at least always made Wash roll his eyes like he did now but there was a hint of amusement there as well. Tucker and his weird catchphrase. He shouldn't make fun of it though since it had helped him remember who he was talking to after that nightmare.
"That sounds kind of gross. The spaghetti ones." Wash kept his hands in his pockets trying to make sure he'd have to work at it to start trying to help again. And maybe a little bit to keep from randomly touching Tucker. It was an odd urge for him because although he was comfortable curling up with Carolina and York and even Tucker when they were sleeping in the same bed he just wasn't usually that touchy feely outside of that.
Well unless someone wanted to play with his hair, shit he'd let them do that all day long it was so damn relaxing for some reason.
"One." He still struggled with having an appetite most of the time and he was tired of that. "Tucker do you want to have sex again?" And Jesus that had just fallen out of his mouth in completely the wrong way and immediately he was blushing until he was red clear down his neck.
"I um mean someday, not right this second...I was just trying to...I'm going to go sit down and die now."