Was re-watching Safe for the umpteenth time (gotta love the big damn heroes right?), and was again reminded of the tension between Mal and Simon. I always get this image that Mal wishes Simon was his little brother just so he could beat the snot out of him. Anyway, after a night of sleeping on it, this was the result.

Hwin dahn – jerk

Hundan – asshole/bastard

Baichi – idiot

Advice From Space

Mal leaned back in the chair communing with the black as he considered the changes in his crew. Maybe the black would understand, that or he would come to his senses and space the lot of them. It was only what that prissy hwin dahn of a doctor deserved after all.

Kid might not be a coward, but he definitely wasn’t deserving of the title of a man either. Even months later, Mal found that he could work himself into a blood boiling rage at the memory of the húndàn bargaining with little Kaylee's life. If it had been Jayne, Zoe, or even Wash, he might be able to forgive Simon for it, but it wasn't. It was the one person on his ship who could be called truly innocent and even though he'd saved her life, Mal doubted he'd ever truly forgive him for the act.

The boy still acted on events without getting all the facts or even considering the consequences. Oh, he had balls enough when something dear to him was threatened, but Mal wasn't sure if he had principles, or if he even grasped the concept of principles. He thought Simon had understood him during their talk on the bridge after the fed had been killed. Hell, he didn't think there was any way to more plainly speak the fact that he always did what honor dictated, that he believed in the code he lived by. Might be easier to shoot a man you don't like in the back, but unless one of his crew's lives depended on it, Malcolm Reynolds would always tell him to turn the hell around first. You owed that to someone whose life you took. He'd killed en