Mal-Kaylee, pre-Mal-Wash.

[bad_in_latin]

Mal is sitting on the walkway grating that connects the two main stairwells at the front end of the cargo bay, legs dangling, an empty cup to one's side.

He looks...occupied, so don't spook him.

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[gonna_live]

Ah, the pitter-patter of tiny feet in huge combat boots.

Looks like Mal's getting company whether he likes it or not.

[bad_in_latin]

Mal looks down at Kaylee coming up one set of stairs, fresh from...somewhere. Probably the engine room with Simon.

"I heard you comin' a mile away, Kaylee."

[gonna_live]

"Wasn't tryin' to sneak, so suppose it works out."

And now Kaylee is taller than Mal, as he's sitting down and she's standing up. Fear.

[bad_in_latin]

Mal does, a little. Sort of.

"You can sit, you know."