Mal hasn't gotten used to the hammocks -- cloths on the ground almost feel more like a bunk on Serenity than the maritime compromise between sound sleep and a rolling ship. That leaves Mal dozing while propped up in a corner, awakened when Gibbs passes.
"Wei," he offers to the man, even if he's not really looking for him.
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Re: Below deck
Date: 2007-08-02 01:08 am (UTC)"Wei," he offers to the man, even if he's not really looking for him.