[York just sits in silence for a good long while, getting lost in his thoughts.
If he thought yesterday was awful, well... then today is just horrible. He has no fuckin' idea what to say when he next sees Washington.
Really, what could he say after all of that?
'Thanks for nibbling my ear, please be my boyfriend?'
He tried that.
He tried and it didn't work.

He supposes that he'll have to wait and see what happens tomorrow, because right now he's got no idea at all.]