"Hot and humid, Mal?" Inara retorted. "It was winter there."
Meanwhile, in the infirmary, Amanda smiled. "It's already starting to work." She turned her head as River peered in.
"You're dirty," River commented suddenly. Amanda laughed and nodded.
"Yes," she answered. "And I suspect you would be too if you had just crashed two ships mentally."
She stood slowly, as if unsure if the doctor's medicine would knock her out or not.
"Captain's in the cockpit?" she asked. River nodded and Amanda headed in that direction.