Guilt - it had been eating away at Jayne for days now, and it made its presence known yet again as Rosalind mentioned her uneasy nights.
"It's the memory. She's reliving it in her sleep... lucky child."
"Well, I'd hoped to just bring it home, and have a quiet night in." With any luck, Rosalind would take the hint and go in another direction. Her life my very well depend on it.