Wash makes a call, standing a few paces away and having a brief, muffled argument before he hangs up and turns back to York, just watching her for a moment. As soon as there’s a knock, he goes to get the door and get the hell out of Dodge.

Carolina walks to York’s bedside, her expression unreadable but her voice very steady.

“York,” she says, nodding sharply. “Good to see you awake. It’s earlier than we expected.”