Wash pauses when he hears the woman speak, and he steps back from his match to turn to her. He eyes her curiously, although she's out him on edge in any case. He just doesn't want to look like a paranoid former assassin.
He shrugs and grabs for the water canteen at the edge of the ring. "I'm not flaunting."
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Date: 2016-06-11 01:26 pm (UTC)He shrugs and grabs for the water canteen at the edge of the ring. "I'm not flaunting."