"If you need someone to train DC for combat, I know a good lion for the job?"

She herself has a war to go home to, and knowing Wash, he'll find a fight to get into if he doesn't have one already. It's entirely possible that she'll never see him again.

That is absolutely the last thing she wants to think about though. So she smiles at him, helmet tucked under one arm, trying to work out how to say thanks for everything without breaking down.