"Might as well," Wash agrees. There's enough people filing in now that he'd rather be outside than in here for any length of time. Especially if they're going to get potential panic going on. He knows his skills; being reassuring is not one of them. "Let us know if you need any help," he adds with a nod towards Brigitte. She seems to have things under control now she's got a purpose, but god knows how quickly things could go FUBAR.

He pats Maine on the shoulder, and bites his lip when he spots his expression. It's not obvious to anyone to but Wash most likely, but he knows Maine too well by now.

"Come on big guy. Let's get to work. At least Carolina isn't here to go jumping off the towers."

And with that, he starts heading for the door.