Thanks for all of the feedback. As for the planet's name, I just went down the list of planets in the 'verse and chose it

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“Good mornin’.” Ru told Simon, River and Zoe as they were all in the kitchen. She was in a grey t-shirt that showed off the large browncoat insignia inked onto her right bicep, then her tan trousers, suspenders, boots, guns hanging on her belts at the waist as she watched them all. The siblings at the table, Simon in a olive green sweater and slacks with River in a blue dress, her friend leaning on the counter next to the coffee pot in her usual warrior woman attire.

“Well if it ain’t sleepin’ beauty.” Zoe quipped. “Would you like some coffee Ru-ru?”

“I haven’t been able to sleep like that in a long time.” She smiled sleepily, eying the metal coffee pot. “And why are you callin’ me that? Makin’ me feel like I’m fifteen years old, tagging along with you and Mal off the training grounds.” Grabbing herself a mug she poured a cup and took a sip of the black liquid. It tasted like it could wake the dead and melt iron, which was what she needed.

Zoe laughed at how annoyed her friend was at the name. “But you are ‘lil Ru-ru, our little shadow.” She giggled. “Always taggin’ along likea lost puppy.”

“That’s your name?” Kaylee giggled as she came in to fetch breakfast, her face and green coveralls with the teddy bear patch already smudged with engine grease. Seeing Simon’s sweater she found her mug in the sink, grabbed a slice of bread and plopped down next to him. “We match.”

“Chasing and wanting to catch.” River said the words so low, no one could make them out.

He looked up from his oatmeal and watched her slather some honey on the slice of bread and pour herself a glass of milk. “What?”

Kaylee pointed to her green coveralls, then to his cleaner and more expensive sweater. “We’re matchin’.”

“We are… that’s… um… cute?” He stumbled, fearing backlash like the night before if he had said something stupid. Spooning some oat