Gorram. Kaylee couldn't ruddy move at all. Not unless she wanted to hurt herself anymore, and as it was she felt sick from the blood loss. There they went. Kaylee frowned as the door shut behind them. Gone to exchange words. Right.
Right.
Mal was either going to beat Simon, or Simon was going to do what Simon did, act pompous and piss Mal off or run away. Not that Simon was scared of Mal, more like avoiding confrontation like.