It doesn't mean anything [[closed to Mal]]
Inara's really not sure why she sent a message to Mal. Or a candy gram. All that she knows for sure is that she can't punish him now for things he hasn't done yet. It isn't fair, no matter how she feels about it. And, as always in their relationship, she's being the bigger person.
She pauses in her thoughts - not a healthy train of thought. She just wants to apologize. Who knows where he'll take it from there. Lighting incense in the temple, she pulls a black wrap around her shoulders. It's a bit too cold to walk the gardens, and she pours herself a cup of tea, walking to stand in the doorway to watch for Mal.
After this perhaps she'll be more frustrated than before, but she'd like to at least try and be civilized. For now.
She pauses in her thoughts - not a healthy train of thought. She just wants to apologize. Who knows where he'll take it from there. Lighting incense in the temple, she pulls a black wrap around her shoulders. It's a bit too cold to walk the gardens, and she pours herself a cup of tea, walking to stand in the doorway to watch for Mal.
After this perhaps she'll be more frustrated than before, but she'd like to at least try and be civilized. For now.