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[flybywash]

Iiiiiit's inventory time!

If only that were half as exciting as the narration implies.

Datapad in hand and stylus behind his ear, Wash sticks his head into the infirmary and asks, "Simon, you got your check sheet done yet?"

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[simon_doctor]

"Just about," says Simon from behind the cabinet door, around the pen in his teeth.

He sets down the last three canisters of foam bandage, takes the pen out of his mouth, notes down the final figure, and closes the cabinet. "One more drawer to tally and I'm through."

[flybywash]

"Did you include one stuffed rabbit with a shiny little embroidered heart?"

He eases further in and leans against the doorframe, folding his arms.

And not at all smirking. Not in the least.

[simon_doctor]

"No, actually," says Simon mildly. "I was going to ask you if you thought Naomi might like it, after I've detached the heart."

[flybywash]

"She'd love it."

Beat.

"You sure you wanna part with such a heartfelt and precious token of admiration, though? 'Cause I know if it was me I'd -- "