[That ain't a good idea fella, not if you like not bein' full of bullet holes or splattered on the scen'ry. Desmond's got an advantage, sure, he's all the way up high 'n knows this gorem shit-hole. Jayne don't. He ain't gonna either, if he's got any say, 'n bein' all jumpy means that itchy trigger finger is even more likely to slip.
He's away from the shoutin' 'n shootin' now, at least enough to get a breather. The air's just like he's used to, but he ain't sure what damn planet he's stuck on, or why he's here. Ain't no part of a city he knows, that's for sure.
So, what's he got to do? Get to a space port, teal a ship, get away. Gotta. Can't stay here. That means he's gotta find a space port too, 'n another gun. The one he stole certainly' ain't no Vera, 'n he don't know how much ammo he's got left.