"At the hospital, if I were going to go on an' venture a guess." She seemed to be handling this shock better than he did. But it wasn't in Kaylee to get angry in the way he had. There weren't an ornery bone in her body. Now Mal was just concerned about broken ones.
"It's somethin' of a walk, but ain't too bad. You feel yourself getting wobbly like, you best speak up lil' Kaylee." Mal's lips pressed together, his eyes leaving Kaylee to check their path ahead as he started to lead her to the hospital. What had Simon said? He hadn't seen the doctor since that first day, but he hadn't been as keen on Kaylee as Mal'd remembered. "Kaylee.. how long back would you go'on and say we hauled them black market beagles? You remember them' right?"