"You said it yourself." She murmurs, running a hand through her hair. "He doesn't do good when people leave. You're part of his family. He's hurting. You just got...you've got to be nice about going. You're both so angry it's not doing any good."
Inara reaches for the tea bags. "For either of you."
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Inara reaches for the tea bags. "For either of you."