[ Maine just huffs. When has he ever been anything less than blunt? Then Wash says that he forgets sometimes.
[ ... The fuck does that mean?
[ Maine doesn't hesitate. He doesn't like doing it, but he doesn't hesitate. His concern over Wash's current state has officially reached a new level. Whatever's going on, they need to speak face-to-face. So he takes off his helmet.
[ His head is shaved, but there's no metastability tattoo on the back. There's no scarring on his throat or face from bullets or the subsequent fall off the freeway. There are no marks under his eyes from too many sleepless nights with Sigma burning in his mind. He's just Maine. An ordinary (albeit big) guy looking Wash dead in the eye, waiting for him to continue. ]
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[ ... The fuck does that mean?
[ Maine doesn't hesitate. He doesn't like doing it, but he doesn't hesitate. His concern over Wash's current state has officially reached a new level. Whatever's going on, they need to speak face-to-face. So he takes off his helmet.
[ His head is shaved, but there's no metastability tattoo on the back. There's no scarring on his throat or face from bullets or the subsequent fall off the freeway. There are no marks under his eyes from too many sleepless nights with Sigma burning in his mind. He's just Maine. An ordinary (albeit big) guy looking Wash dead in the eye, waiting for him to continue. ]