This was new. It wasn't everyday she was, what would be the good word for it, accosted by someone with a worse grasp of language than Jayne. Zoe's eyes dropped to the dog, and even if she hadn't had much experience with dogs, or was it a wolf?, she wasn't afraid. Cautious maybe, bot not afraid. Her eyes lifted back to the girl's face.
"It's fried bread with icing. What they call a doughnut." The clothes were clean for the most part, but the girl? It was almost as bad as Kaylee after getting through in the Engine Room. There was a hint of a smile at that thought. How long had it been since the young woman had eaten?