You're right. We can't understand what you're going through. But we're not the ones picking and choosing -- you asked for help. Part of you, at least, wants us to do something about what they did to you.

[ York touches his own head where the scar on Wash's is, then reaches out toward him imploringly. ]

You're not a problem that needs fixing. You're a friend who's gone through something traumatic and we have the tools to help now. Are you going to let us try?