"Right." It came out as a snarl. Wash had no illusions about his safety when he was in close proximity to a pair of Spirits that outclassed him many times over in terms of size, were untrained, and had each nearly killed him, both within the span of five minutes.
Some small part of him knew that he should reassure Ziva - it wasn't her fault her brand new Meowjesty was wild - but that part of him was very quickly drowned out by the parts that were trying their hardest not to collapse into panic. He needed a place to deal with things himself before he even tried to talk to anyone else. "I'm-" The sentence cut itself off, and he had to take another breath in order to finish. "I'm done." That accomplished, he turned and walked off, intent on finding a place where he could deal with this before having to talk with anyone else. He'd likely have bridges to repair after this, but that was a problem for later, when he might actually be able to think straight.
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Some small part of him knew that he should reassure Ziva - it wasn't her fault her brand new Meowjesty was wild - but that part of him was very quickly drowned out by the parts that were trying their hardest not to collapse into panic. He needed a place to deal with things himself before he even tried to talk to anyone else. "I'm-" The sentence cut itself off, and he had to take another breath in order to finish. "I'm done." That accomplished, he turned and walked off, intent on finding a place where he could deal with this before having to talk with anyone else. He'd likely have bridges to repair after this, but that was a problem for later, when he might actually be able to think straight.