Jayne hadn’t really minded going with the doc so much.

As much as they both disliked it they made a good team, at least at bargaining.

With Simon to look all proper, stuck up and dandified and him lurking in the background they generally got a better price than either of them alone, or any of the other crew members could get. And they finished getting more supplies in shorter time than any other combination of crew members.

Sometimes it surprised him how good a team they made.

Weirded him out too, come to think of it.

The Doc could be a pompous pain in the ass sometimes, and quite the naïve coreworlder to boot.

Like that insistence on more detailed directions.

What’d the man use his eyes for anyways?

If’n he was using them he’d seen that the land here-abouts was flat, giving a clear view for miles. How could they get more specific directions? The fellow’d told them what direction to go in, where were they gonna get lost? Maybe some tree’s ‘uld pop up outa nowhere?

Though to be fair to the Doc (which he admitted he did as little as possible) different folks knew different things. And some’ a the things the Doc knew made no more sense to him then tits on a boar hog did. So surely some’ a the things he knew made no sense to the Doc.

Still an all what good was being in the top three percent of your class if’n ya didn’t pay attention to the obvious?

Like this house, it was clear to him that they weren’t gonna get what they came for here, but it was clear as day to him that the doc hadn’t noticed a thing.

First of all what was a house like that doing out in the back of the beyond? That spelled trouble no two ways to it. House like that screamed that the owners had money, and out here that was an open invitation for bandits to come calling. That the house still stood and had clearly stood for a number of years screamed power, and not a good kind.

The only kind’ a power that could keep the sort that preyed on the wealthy off was power over those that did the preying or t