Tea time

[Inara Serra]

Inara nodded, slightly disappointed that he was leaving. She stood up and smoothed out her dress nervously.

"You should do that, then, Mal. I'll see you soon, then." Without a word, she started cleaning up her things again, having been interrupted the last time.

[Malcolm Reynolds]

Right *He moved for the shuttle exit, glancing over his shoulder quickly before he left the shuttle. His eyes stared at her, with a sort of longing that he hated himself for. He forced himself to look away, leaving the shuttle, heading off to his quarters*