York does not look at all calm, but she at least doesn't fight him — mostly because her limbs are all wobbly and she feels like a fucking baby deer. 

"Relax? Relax? Can we recap, Wash? I've been dead for years, you're out of the crazy ward, Freelancer's done and in the ground and Carolina's been alive this whole time. Exactly what part of this am I supposed to relax about?"

York might be one of the chillest of the Freelancers, but everyone's got their limit.