There's nothing for you to do here is about the biggest lie Wash has heard today, and he'd spent part of his day listening to the Joker spout bullshit from an old refrigerator. The problem is, Locus probably doesn't see it as a lie.

Well. Things have just gotten harder.

"I talked with Azucar," he says, as though Locus hadn't just dismissed him. "She told me about your fight, and about some undead asshole in gray armor literally yanking your chain." He lets that settle for a moment, then continues, voice quieter. "She also told me that, even after everything was over, you didn't want to leave."

There's upsetting the balance and then there's flipping the table; hopefully he's doing the former, not the latter.