![]() ![]() “Normally, you’d have to buy me dinner first,” Mal said, but reached for his belt buckle. “Mainly, for you to take off your pants,” Simon said, rummaging through a drawer. The bullet doesn’t appear to be lodged in the leg. “You’re enjoyin’ this a little too much, Doctor.” But Mal lay back on the exam table, folding his arms behind his head. “Alright, let’s have a look.” Simon grinned. Simon flipped on the light and gestured for Mal to precede him into the infirmary. A business deal gone wrong,” she added quickly at Cora’s look of confusion. I can’t guarantee his mood, as things exactly run as scheduled on Persephone. Is it possible to meet the captain first?” I can take you to your room now if you’d like,” Inara offered, finishing her tea. “Kaylee assures me he’s settled in the passenger dorms. “Of all the people on Persephone, I must be very lucky to have found you.” But thanks to you, my journey home will be considerably simpler,” Cora said, neatly changing the subject. “Serenity has become home.” Inara sipped her tea. “And yet you’re here…you stay with them, on this ship,” Cora said. It’s still a part of who you are.” She smiled but it was sad, wistful. ![]() “I don’t miss the Guild House very often, but I do miss the company of the women.” It’s not every day I meet another registered companion…especially out here.” Inara looked away for a second, as though recalling something long absent. “I do appreciate the hospitality-and the ride.” “This is very kind of you.” Cora sipped Inara’s tea from one of her china cups. Let’s see what top three percent can do with a weave.” Looks like you’re off the hook for now-don’t you go leavin’ the ship without permission an’ savin’ us all again, though.” Mal stood, wincing as the adrenaline faded and his leg started to throb. “Why’s your big brother feelin’ me up?” Mal asked River, who smiled. “Are you just immune to it now? Do you not even feel the bullets?” “Mal, you’re shot!” Simon’s hands went to the side of Mal’s leg, peeling apart the shredded fabric of his pants. ![]() He opened his mouth, prepared to lecture. He turned to his co-pilot, who’d just saved all their asses by showing up at that warehouse. Man might like the feel of good, artifical earth beneath his boots every so often, but this, the black, was his only true home. Mal leaned back in his seat, pleased to see his baby leaving atmo, ascending into the darkness. ![]()
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