Jayne and River had retreated to their area of the ship, the cargo bay, to enjoy the meal Jayne had prepared. Simon stood by the railing over the bay, staring down at the couple. Jayne sitting on the black workout bench, legs spread on either side, leaning back against the bar. River, in her usual dress and barefeet, sat cross-legged between his thighs facing him. They were silent, bowls in their laps, happy just being near the other.