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[swinging_cod]

It was hard to find ways to occupy your time on a ship. Some folk, like the Doc, preferred to read. Others, like Kaylee, liked to mess about with parts

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[bad_in_latin]

Mal hasn't really smiled in a couple days. Too many things moving about in his brain.

He hears the clanging of the weights against the bench props, and finally snaps out of his own mind enough to notice Jayne is on the weight bench he had hoped to appropriate, and start to turn to leave.

[swinging_cod]

Jayne sees Mal out of the corner of his eye.

"Could use a spotter."

[bad_in_latin]

Mal pivots back on one heel to move toward the head of the weightbench calmly enough, throwing down the towel he had brought with him to one side.

"What's your rep?"

[swinging_cod]

"Only one more set," Jayne grunts, and pushes the weights out of the cradle, his arms tight.