[ Being held against his will is nothing new to Wash, but this time it's more frustrating than anything. He'd wandered for a long time, searching his shredded memory for anything familiar, until the headache had gotten to be too much and he'd gotten sick in a park and settled on a bench to hopefully sleep it off with the other lost souls there. Apparently a patrol had come around, hadn't been able to wake him and called an ambulance thinking maybe he'd overdosed or something. It could be worse than the hospital -- he could have woken up in a holding cell with no idea how he got there rather than a surprisingly comfortable gurney in the ER.
But he hadn't been able to answer a single question posed to him beyond his name. He didn't know where he lived, how he'd wound up on this planet in this time, and answering with the full truth would have led to him being committed. He suspects -- hopes, after they tell him he's in New York -- that it's Kyna's world and he just doesn't have an ID here yet. That when he tells them to charge the phone they found on him and look for her name, they'll find it and she'll come and handle this. Interdimensional visitors aren't unheard of for her world, right? But since he's not sure he plays dumb, doesn't mention he's a space marine from the future who was once kidnapped to a city run by gods. Just in case. The doctor who sees him is as alarmed by the memory loss as he is, at least, and seems to want to help. They can't do an MRI because of his implant, which he also can't explain, but they give him something for the headache and do a CT instead. Wash has no idea what they'll find, what actually happened... last he remembers was being trapped in his locked down armor. Everything after is blank, so all he can do now is cross his fingers that his hopes are right and he is where he thinks.
It doesn't actually take all that long in reality, but to Wash it feels like an eternity of waiting to find out if he's going to wind up institutionalized again. When the nurse pulls his curtain aside and shepherds in a very frantic looking Kyna, he doesn't think he's ever felt more relieved. Both because it means answers, and because he hasn't seen her for over a year to his memory. He sits up and reaches for her, nearly yanking the iv out of his arm. ]
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But he hadn't been able to answer a single question posed to him beyond his name. He didn't know where he lived, how he'd wound up on this planet in this time, and answering with the full truth would have led to him being committed. He suspects -- hopes, after they tell him he's in New York -- that it's Kyna's world and he just doesn't have an ID here yet. That when he tells them to charge the phone they found on him and look for her name, they'll find it and she'll come and handle this. Interdimensional visitors aren't unheard of for her world, right? But since he's not sure he plays dumb, doesn't mention he's a space marine from the future who was once kidnapped to a city run by gods. Just in case. The doctor who sees him is as alarmed by the memory loss as he is, at least, and seems to want to help. They can't do an MRI because of his implant, which he also can't explain, but they give him something for the headache and do a CT instead. Wash has no idea what they'll find, what actually happened... last he remembers was being trapped in his locked down armor. Everything after is blank, so all he can do now is cross his fingers that his hopes are right and he is where he thinks.
It doesn't actually take all that long in reality, but to Wash it feels like an eternity of waiting to find out if he's going to wind up institutionalized again. When the nurse pulls his curtain aside and shepherds in a very frantic looking Kyna, he doesn't think he's ever felt more relieved. Both because it means answers, and because he hasn't seen her for over a year to his memory. He sits up and reaches for her, nearly yanking the iv out of his arm. ]
Hey. I'm okay, come here.