Wash lets that one go - not because it's true, but because he's pretty sure Pidge doesn't want to hear about it. He's always been someone's second or third or last choice - someone to shore things up or fill in a gap until someone else better suited to the job comes along.

But the conversation moves on, and him with it. "From what you've said about him, I probably would." He smirks a bit. "Who knows, maybe after all this is over I'll follow you home and help you fight your war." It's something of a ridiculous notion, especially when he still has his own war to finish, but Pidge is tired and chatty and he's just making conversation until he can haul her back to her room for a nap. Might as well entertain the idea in the meantime.