1.Colour, 'Serenity', kitchen, 10 x 12

Simon is sitting on the couch, one leg thrown over the other. He is reading - a book is spread open on his laps, and he appears engrossed in it. With two long, nimble fingers he plays with his bottom lip, without realizing he is doing so.

He is casually dressed – at least, less casually than normally – in a loose black shirt and grey trousers. His dark hair is tousled a little, as if he had just woken up or as though he had been running his fingers through it.

Mal is sitting some metres away, at the table. A steaming cup of something is in his hands, and his topaz-blue eyes are tense. He is leaning forward, ever so slightly, his intent gaze on the unaware doctor. There is something like – but is it really? - longing in those eyes, in the stubborn line of the mouth, in the way his entire body seems to be leaning towards Simon, in the whiteness of the knuckles that grip the cup...

2. Sepia, 'Serenity', corridor, 10 x 12

Simon and Mal are alone. They had clearly just walked one into another - the two are standing at angles to each other, their shoulders touching.

They are looking straight into each other's eye; even though Simon, the shorter, has to look up - something that makes him appear vulnerable and young.

Mal's hand rests on Simon's shoulder, as though he had put it there to steady the doctor. The captain looks slightly taken aback, though not embarrassed, and a little defensive smile plays on his lips.

Simon's lovely, pale face is flushed, a faint blush highlighting his ivory cheeks. He looks as though he is about to double-back. It is evident he is experiencing a mixture of fear, embarrassment and surprise – his lips are slightly parted, and eyes saucer-wide, but even though he probably shouldnt, he loves the warm touch, the comforting weight of that hand.

The whole picture is rather dark, the corridor being inadequately lit, and the tenseness of the moment is very evident. Tenseness that had come about because of such a mundane thing a