York's still processing, letting Delta filter through the information, his usual sort and file, but Wash drops that bombshell and every other process grinds to a shrieking halt.

"Carolina's alive?" It comes out breathless, hope she's afraid to let herself have for a while now. She looks like she's ready to disconnect her IV and launch herself right out of the bed. "She's here? Shit, I've gotta — "

She didn't think she'd get the chance to apologize, get closure on any of it, not by now. Everything's starting to crash down on her now, the confusing implications of both Wash and Carolina's presence on a backwater planet, the weird dissonance of coming back from the dead.

"Alert," says Delta, briefly flashing red. "York's heart rate has exceeded one hundred beats per minute."

"Not the god damn time, D!"