Mal stills when he speaks, fingers curled around the cloth in her hands. He sounds so sad that it strikes a cord in her and she stands again, moving closer to lean around and watch what he's doing.
"Very well," she replies, stays in his space and it's a form of trust in itself, "I'll listen to your judgement for now."
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Date: 2011-02-20 12:20 pm (UTC)"Very well," she replies, stays in his space and it's a form of trust in itself, "I'll listen to your judgement for now."