Engineers' Room
It's raining outside, apparently. Everyone's got to stay in because it's acid.
That's the extent that Kaylee knows about it, and that's the extent to which she cares. She's staying in anyway, working on the airship. Kaylee doesn't go in for plans much, except when trying to explain to other people what she's making. She's looked at the plans the others have drawn up, annotated them slightly - although her habit of slipping into Chinese probably hasn't been helpful there, and now she's lying flat on her back, under the beginnings of something metallic and mechanical, welding away with goggles down, and a huge shit-eating grin on her face.
Worrying about rain's for someone else.
That's the extent that Kaylee knows about it, and that's the extent to which she cares. She's staying in anyway, working on the airship. Kaylee doesn't go in for plans much, except when trying to explain to other people what she's making. She's looked at the plans the others have drawn up, annotated them slightly - although her habit of slipping into Chinese probably hasn't been helpful there, and now she's lying flat on her back, under the beginnings of something metallic and mechanical, welding away with goggles down, and a huge shit-eating grin on her face.
Worrying about rain's for someone else.