Mal's note to River.
It's oddly calm on Serenity. Quiet. Boring. The way it should be, some days.
Mal is not bored. He's working.
He's gone through about anything he can think of to be polite and considerate and all those things he'd ever been taught, and failing.
Giving up and scrawling on a piece of paper a short note, Mal folds it in half and places it next to a pure white crane he had been practicing folding for forty five minutes previous. It took him awhile because he had to remember what a crewmember of his had specified, which crease goes first and all that.
Finally satisfied, he takes the note and the origami piece to the infirmary. Simon'll get it to River; Mal can't really think of a reason why River'd be interested in seeing him at the moment.
River, I'm so sorry.
She'll understand.
Mal is not bored. He's working.
He's gone through about anything he can think of to be polite and considerate and all those things he'd ever been taught, and failing.
Giving up and scrawling on a piece of paper a short note, Mal folds it in half and places it next to a pure white crane he had been practicing folding for forty five minutes previous. It took him awhile because he had to remember what a crewmember of his had specified, which crease goes first and all that.
Finally satisfied, he takes the note and the origami piece to the infirmary. Simon'll get it to River; Mal can't really think of a reason why River'd be interested in seeing him at the moment.
River, I'm so sorry.
She'll understand.