"Yeah, Wash. I'm really here." York gives another nod, glancing down at Wash now while continuing to hold him in the hug. He's not about to let go just yet, but it's good that the guy seems to be coming around from...whatever that had just been. Still, York finds it easier to slip a stronger smile over his lips as he peers down at Wash.

"It's very real," he continues, just wanting to assure the other man as much as he needed. And, that hand on his face? York's plenty okay with that. Even tilts his head into it a bit, holding on to his smile. A short laugh even manages to break out, and though it doesn't last long at all, it's...good, he thinks. It doesn't seem like they're going to fall into another crisis, and that maybe...thing'll get better.

"I should hope so. I'm not a ghost, Wash. I can assure you that I'm very real."