Simon extended one of his hands, hoping she would take it, pulling her into his lap when she did. Wrapping his arms protectively around her, he kissed her temple and began apologizing again, "I’m sorry. I really am. No, I don’t see you as anything like... like Jayne." He stroked her back, "Trust me, there was nothing truly glamourous about growing up on a core planet. The struggle to constantly please your parents, don’t speak out of turn, don’t give the Alliance any cause to take you in for questioning."