She thought back to the conversation with York she had a few days prior, remembering what he said about Wash, his past, and...other certain things. He may actually know, and not want to say it, or maybe he didn't at the moment. She couldn't be sure.

She raised an eyebrow when he turned the question on her, but took a deep breath so she could buy time to gather her thoughts. If she said something wrong, she was afraid of things falling apart...again.

"Well." Her voice started softly. "For one, I do not want to lose the friendship we have. But, I do not believe I would be satisfied with that. I wish we could be more." She was hoping she wasn't crossing a line here. "But, if you do not agree, I will take what we have."