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[e_delmar]

Ennis ain't never been one for reading, like Kaylee does. And even if his hands weren't a mess, knitting still wouldn't be his thing. But he's got some wood, and he's got a knife. And even if the damn thing'll end up looking like a shaved log, carving gives him something to do, and the lounge is at least a small change of view from the bunks.

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She sits quietly for a few minutes, gripping Ennis' hand, letting his calm calm her. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out a handkerchief, letting go of his hand to clean her face.


"Thank you, Ennis. I think that I have needed to do that for a while now." She reaches back out and takes his hand again, looking at him firmly. "And thank you for sharing that with me."

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Words echo through his head from he don't even remember when-

If you can't fix it, you've gotta stand it,

and he clears his throat uncomfortably, nodding at Inara. When he looks up at her, there's something that's not quite a smile on his face, but his eyes are kind.

"You'll be alright."

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She leans over and gives him a light kiss on the cheek.

"You are quite a man, Ennis Delmar."

She stands and gives him a smile, then heads back towards her shuttle.