Wasn’t exactly the way she planned on things going, though that was probably the case for everyone stuck in this world. Time travel, wormholes and being hundreds of years in the past. Not that it looked so very different from some of the core, at least of what she’d seen. If anything, a world like Kowlonshi was far more remote- but, that was the talk round the ‘verse anyway, planets like the one she grew up on, were more uncivilised, underdeveloped and backwater even than the norm for the Earth-What-Was. Not that Kaylee would give that sort of talk any mind. It was pretty here in its way, clean air and bright skies and the buildings so tall and grand. She took it in as she walked toward the building she’d described to Simon, where she’d be living now.
She’d made a note to get a better look at some more of the tech they had here, if she could, but for now she’d wanted to get to reconnecting with the crew, was one thing to know they were here and another to see them, something she needed. Bright as she was trying to make the whole experience, beyond that she was scared, hurting as she’d been pulled from the life they were just starting to put back together, incomplete as it still felt without Wash, and knowing the Shepherd was gone. There was still some good to be found aboard, mostly in what was blossoming with Simon, and seeing River getting better, helping to fix up and fly Serenity. There was a promise of finding better things ahead in neither of the Tams having a price on their heads and the hope the Alliance would simply let the crew be.
Now coming here? What would that mean- people seemed nice, welcoming, no doubt like others she’d find her place and settle in. But as Simon’d told her - Mal, Zoe Wash, all from different times, just a little different to those she’d left, maybe he was too?
Apprehension creeping in or no, she was determined to hold onto the fact the crew were here, even one lost, that mattered above all else. And things’d work out like they always did. The hope she was holding on to, didn’t so much help the nervousness that was roiling around in her stomach, one that'd eased off around Simon as of late, back home. This time around she thought might be related to the fact she wasn’t so sure what to expect seeing Simon again - he was only a couple of weeks in a new world, but with all he’d said, he sounded so settled. Working in a role closer to what he'd wanted, things that all preyed on that fear Kaylee’d always had that Simon would never truly be happy scraping by on the edges of the ‘verse, making do with what he had to, her included. So Kaylee lingered out the front of the building, but somewhere not so in the way waiting for Simon to appear, of course she told herself she ought to go easy, and whilst she didn't leap to hug him, a warm smile did light her expression the moment she saw him, waving to get his attention. "Hey! Simon."