There have been clues to the Prisoner's identity in the last three 'days'. Any guesses?

The first five 'days' can be found here:

http://www.fireflyfans.net/bluesun.aspx?bid=12740>Day 1.

http://www.fireflyfans.net/bluesun.aspx?bid=12741>Day 2.

http://www.fireflyfans.net/bluesun.aspx?bid=12753>Day 3.

http://www.fireflyfans.net/bluesun.aspx?bid=12783>Day 4.

http://www.fireflyfans.net/bluesun.aspx?bid=12799>Day 5.

Thanks to Tamsibling for the beta.

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The Prisoner

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Day 6

Simon tried to push thoughts of her out of his mind. But every time he closed his eyes, he could feel her warm breath on his cheek, her soft lips flowering beneath his as they kissed. If his body ached from the beatings he had sustained, his heart ached with want of her.

He hoped she was safe, that Serenity had gone when he’d been captured. But he knew that hope was false. His sister, if no one else, would go to the ends of the ‘verse looking for him. They were too close, had been through too much together, for her to do otherwise.

Simon groaned as he thought about River, how angry he imagined she’d be if she was forced to abandon searching for him. And Kaylee, the sweet mechanic, innocent in some ways, not so innocent in others, forced to say goodbye to another.

He remembered finding her wedged into the corner of her bunk, of the engine room, staring at nothing, after Book and Wash had died. Their deaths had sapped a little of the energetic girl’s neverending cheerfulness and the thought of his death doing something similar made Simon’s heart ache to the very core.

“Still breathing over there?”

The question made Simon tremble with pain and chill. “Just thinking.”

“Don’t tell them about her.”

Simon tensed instantly, wondering what his cell-mate could be talking about. He hadn’t mentioned River or Kaylee, or anyone else – that he could remember. Had he been talking in his sleep? “What do you –“

“Yo