Komui Lee || [video]

[white_beret]

[Komui is jittering in the middle of an office that he's obviously been in quite a while, if the number of abandoned mugs, tottery stacks of books and piles of paper are any indication. He's holding a book at the moment, a dense tome on Quantum Mechanics. He addresses the screen sharply]

Has anyone found any books in this station? I want books!

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[notanambassador]

[She's obviously still in bed, hair tussled and looking a bit groggy. But she's had a shower and some rest.]

Do any of the men in this place believe in sleep?

[white_beret]

Who needs sleep when there's so much to do? Look at all these books! I've got no idea what they're about. [And he is so, so happy with that]

[notanambassador]

I'm taking that as 'no, none of us believe in sleep'.

[white_beret]

As comfortable as you look, I just couldn't relax in a bed knowing I was about to waste all those hours.

This is why coffee's fantastic. I don't have to waste my time sleeping!

[notanambassador]

[She just blinks at him. Clearly she's not awake enough for that logic to make any kind of sense.]

[white_beret]

I think you need a bit of coffee yourself, you're looking as confused as a baby chick.

[notanambassador]

Considering I don't even know if it's day or night anymore? I may have to take you up on that.

[She reaches up to her hair and grimaces. She fell asleep on it wet and it's a mess.]

After I deal with a few things.

[white_beret]

Don't worry, you look adorable all ruffled up.

[notanambassador]

[She sighs. Her perfect image is lost forever.]

Thank you, Komui. Give me some time to straighten myself out and retrieve a change of clothes, then I'll find your office.

[white_beret]

Fifth level, on the far right side of the engineering lab. I'll be here for the next few days, so don't hurry your beauty routine for me.

[notanambassador]

I'll be there once I'm fit to be seen in public.

[Which takes the better part of two hours, but when she comes tapping at his door, she's as impeccably turned out as ever.]

[white_beret]

[The door swings open at her tap. Komui's fallen asleep while reading. His legs are on the sofa, but his upper half has slipped off and he is now face-down on a creaking pile of books. He's still hanging on to the book he was reading.

The robot is busily sweeping all his loose papers into a pile. There's still-steaming coffee on the desk.]

[notanambassador]

[He misses out on a fond smile directed at him as she steps into the room. At least that saves her from trying to convince him to sleep.

She steps into the room and kneels down next to him, carefully sliding her arms around his chest so she can lever him all the way up onto the sofa.]

[white_beret]

[Her reward for the kind act is for Komui to stir just enough to flop his face on her shoulder.

He's been drooling in his sleep. Enjoy the wet patch]

[notanambassador]

[Oh, for Buddha's sake. Inara gets him rearranged on the couch so she can pull a blanket over him. Then she has to re-stack his books that tipped over.

The coffee is moved over to be within arm's reach when he wakes up.]