The Chief, with clear deliberation, walks over. He pulls a blanket off the back of the couch and, dead serious, puts it over Wash's shoulders. It's Wash's turn to have a worried friend do that.

Then, the Chief sits down beside him. He picks up his comm off the table in front of them, because he still has some things to do, but doesn't start in on that yet. He sits back, puts one arm (still with the adhesive dressing medical put on it) on the back of the couch behind Wash to open up his side, and waits.

The offer has been made.