Despite all of the excitement and upset of the night before, Jayne had settled much more since then. Being like the Doctor and River was comforting to her...even if she was really supposed to be like Jayne Cobb, but Jayne Cobb wouldn't cry if he turned up somewhere he didn't know. He wouldn't be scared either. He'd probably break a lot of stuff but even when she'd accidentally knocked over the lamp earlier, it hadn't broken so she didn't think that was going to happen. Plus, Aunt Mini wouldn't have been very happy if she'd broken things. Cindy seemed more than happy to colour and think about clothes.
That was the only thing Jayne didn't like, someone else in her brain. She'd put her tinfoil hat on and yet Cindy kept talking and trying to get her to do things. "The aliens are in my brain, Aunt Mini," she said quietly, going to sit on her aunt's lap and curling up a little, mindful not to squash her tinfoil hat. She didn't know how to get Cindy out of her head, but it was probably going to take more than tinfoil to keep her out...which meant she'd need to consult Dora and RJ and maybe Aunt Mini to see if they knew any ways to keep aliens (or other people's personalities, as it were) out of her head.
"She says her name is Cindy but my name is Jayne and no one named Cindy should be inside my head and trying to control what I'm doing. Daddy even said that it's against the laws to control people. You can go to...the giant prison in the middle of the ocean for it."