"Well, apparently it's their apocalypse, complications were bound to ensue I suppose," Simon remarked dryly as he filled a pot with water and set it on the stove. "Even I can boil water," he said to forestall any protests about his cooking incompetence. Mal had returned to slicing peppers but his discomfort was still obvious and Simon raised his eyebrows slightly as he fiddled with the heat on the stove. It was tempting to savor the irony here-- he'd spent the past few months living in the other man's world, on his ship, and now here they were in something close to Simon's world, a place where one was expected to go out and get a job and abide by all the laws.
...and where there was a raging apocalypse with demons who terrorized his sister. Simon sighed and shook his head, "Frighteningly enough I agree with you about getting back to Serenity. I like this world and this time well enough, no alliance, no arrest warrants, the luxury of actually living on solid ground... but keeping River safe here is still a problem and I don't have any desire to be involved in any kind of war." He paused for a moment, remembered something Kaylee had once told him, a trick to make water boil faster, and sprinkled some salt into the pot before covering it with a lid. "They say we've been brought here because we all have some sort of part to play in this whole mess," he went on, sounding more puzzled and analytical than worried, "I wonder what ours could possibly be...we have nothing to do with these people."
[ooc: okay, 45 minutes after Sunday ended, but close enough! haha :)]