His face fell immediately. "That's not what I'm saying - don't take it like that," he said. "None of us asked to be here, none of us want to be here, and you don't have to make yourself useful. If you don't want, that is."

Pity was not what this was. This was concern. Eva was a friend, at least, Wash thought she was. And even though he wasn't a terribly religious man, he still knew that some things weren't good for the soul, and one of them was being in a cage.