Chapter Twenty-Nine: Caelum non animum mutant qui trans mare currunt (They change the sky, not their soul, who run across the sea.) Part IV
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, , , , , , , , , *** *** *** When the doctor left the kitchen, Mal considered her words, and his cup of coffee. No, coffee just wasn’t going to cut it, not anymore. He took a large gulp and reached into his cupboard. He topped his coffee back up to the rim with whiskey, before setting off to wander the ship. He wandered in the general direction of his prisoner, but he wasn’t quite ready with his thoughts. He wondered whether it was better not to know them, facing a reader, so that she wouldn’t know what was coming; he decided probably not. That conversation was bound to be an unpleasant experience, and probably for both of them; the least he could do is try to make sure it was over quickly. As he passed the infirmary, he saw Kaylee standing on Simon’s right, cradling his broken and bandaged right hand. River stood facing her, at Simon’s left. Mal didn’t look too hard at the scene, knowing that it had to be a private moment. He was relieved to have seen it, however; he had been wondering if the girl had been going to visit the boy at all. *** Kaylee was doing her best to be c
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While I am happy Kaylee has found a path of conversation with Simon, I get the feeling Kaylee's inability to deal with Simon's injuries - mental and physical - will cause problems in the future.
The Mal/Ceres conversation was well done, as I could picture Nathan/Mal struggling to deal with someone onboard his boat that he doesn't trust, but letting them off or ending their life are options that don't sit well either. Really wanna see how this little issue progresses;)
BEB
Good! Good start! Now don't just say it - show it. Be on hand every day.
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