Fandom: Firefly
Pairing: None
Warnings: None
Rating: G
Summary: Little kindnesses. For
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"What's up with you?"
Tracey looks up to find Mal looking at him with one of his frowns. He shakes his head quickly, ignoring the rumble in his rather depressingly empty stomach. "Nothing, sarge. Why, uh, why do you ask?"
"Just that you got a face on you like a wet weekend right now."
"I, uh..."
"You're hungry, right?"
"How...?"
He shrugs, dragging his pack over and fumbling in it for something. "You've got a hungry sort of look in your eyes. Here, have my beans."
Tracey catches the tin Mal throws at him. "Sarge -- "
"I'm not hungry."