Unusual Doorfinding.

[badinlatin]

Life on the ship is...operational. Mal almost hates to say it, but he might be becoming - well, not happy, 'cause this is Mal we're talking about here, and he's not quite back up to speed and all, but he has his ship, almost all his crew and Inara.

Inara. Just her name makes Mal smile. And for that, ladies and gentlemen, Mal feels like shit.

He is managing to climb the stairway to Inara's shuttle more quickly now as he is healing quite nicely. He retreats to Inara's shuttle far more often now, and pulls the shuttle hatch open. It's a little more...bendy than Mal is normally used to.

Can it really be true? After all this time...

With more than a fair amount of trepidation, Mal enters somewhere he hasn't been for what seems to him to have been a long time.