[Ferran presses his lips together. Wash didn't accept Ferran's practical solution earlier, so he gets the impression that... whatever it is Wash wants out of him, he'd rather not stay here to do it. He's taken up residence in a place with a much nicer bed, so if he's going to rest, that's the option he's taking. Plus, he doesn't want to take up space that might be better used for the injured.]
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... I think I'm going to head out.
[He gets to his feet, taking in a deep breath.]