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[flybywash]

He's hardly left the bridge since they lifted off from Beaumonde. Too many variables to track has made it way too much of a risk to stick Serenity on autopilot and leave her be, not for more than the time it takes to get some food or steal an hour's nap

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[gonna_live]

Kaylee comes in, eyes down, and sets about making a cup of tea. No breakfast.

She looks up, is about to say something --

-- sees Naomi asleep, and thinks better of it.

Back to tea.

[flybywash]

There's a quick stab of something very close to guilt when he sees her.

He should be back up on deck, making sure they're still in range. Keeping everything in line. Making sure they've got the best gorram chance possible of finding Simon and River.

Naomi shifts very slightly, warm and solid.

Wash musters up a wan smile, frees one hand, and offers a small wave that's at least three-quarters finger-wiggle.

[gonna_live]

It's returned, with a smile that pretty well matches his.

Low: "Want anything?"

She knows he's been up there on the bridge probably more than he should be, considering the need to do things like...sleep. And that's the thing about being a crew, and not just a bunch of people on a ship: you do for each other.

[flybywash]

"How're the coffee stores looking, there any left?" he whispers.

He's pretty good about keeping them stocked up. Usually.