Post-Attack with Mal.

[badinlatin]

"But I'll be here when you're done..."

The first conscious thought that occurs to Captain Reynolds is that he is very cold, and that this condition might be due to the fact he has no shirt on and is lying facedown on an examination table.

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Mal quickly attempts getting up - too quickly - and immediately falls back down on the table, pain zipping through his right side.

Once it passes through Mal's head that he should look around this room he's in, he might see Simon's meticulously-ordered medical supplies throughout this sterile room.

And the person about to enter into it.

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You idiot. *She takes his hand.*

I thought you were supposed to be able to keep yourself out of trouble. I was just recently very busy removing a large chunk of metal from your back. It was quite tiresome.

*Her light tone is belied by the concern in her eyes.*

[badinlatin]

"Well, I take back everything I ever said 'bout not wantin' you to get involved. Turns out you're handy." Mal offers a smile to attempt to calm Inara's nerves about everything, but the effort is probably not as successful as he would hope.

"I ain't goin' nowhere, Inara."

[ff-ambassador.livejournal.com]

*Her smile is just as tenuous*
I'd better be, after all those years of lessons.

*Her expression becomes more serious.*
You'd better not be. I count on you being here for quite a while.

[badinlatin]

"I'll do my best with that, 'Nara." Mal picks up Inara's hand in his, and kisses the top of it.

"Stay here awhile? Just, lemme sleep and stay here awhile."

[ff-ambassador.livejournal.com]

*She smiles and brushes his hair back from his face*

I'm not going anywhere.