[ Wash huffs a little at the grin, because he's beginning to get the idea that the guy is fucking with him. Reminds him of York, in a way. ]

Okay. As long as they don't, like, start turning into fruit or sprouting or something, I'm good. [ Still looking a little put-out, but there's curiosity that crosses his face at. ] Art form? Really? Because I heard from another guy that they're... I dunno, that he doesn't like them. Made them sound...inhumane.