"I really didn't think they'd end up sending you, man. I mean, the last time I'd seen you..." York trails off, hesitant to go into that. Considering the last time he'd seen Wash had been...after Epsilon. And he just hadn't thought that at that time, Wash would have recovered.

But, apparently, he had. Given that he'd been the one to find the body, and all.

"...'M so sorry, Wash." Shaking his head, York runs a slightly awkward hand through his hair. This has definitely not been the reunion he's been fantasizing about, but...it's still better than not being back with Wash, he thinks. "But I damn well hope you're glad I'm alive. It'd be awfully rude to turn me away, don't'cha think?" He chances a smile again, one to go along with the...well, it's not really a joke, and it's not really teasing, either. Maybe some combination of the two, or something.