"Aw, you tolerate me." He is, in fact, a good bro. Not an ass, not annoying, he's done good and that? Settles the tiny anxious itch in the back of his head at how odd and abrupt their earlier talk was. This is okay. They're okay.

Wash will never stop giving him shit about this.

In the interest of continuing to be a good bro, he nudges Locus with his elbow, chin tipped in Azucar's direction. "You should dance with her."

He's already had his turn and he kinda thinks the image would be damn striking. Also? He should get to join in on the fun. No one here to judge or jeer, just them bros. That makes it okay, right?