"Sihnon?" Inara repeated, even though she was certain she'd heard him perfectly clearly. "What business could you *possibly* have on Sihnon? Malcolm, you never venture that far into Alliance territoy. You don't--you don't even have proper clearance!"
Smooth, very smooth, she thought to herself, but it was too late to stop now. "Is this another one of Badger's...*stupid* jobs? Need I remind you what happened the last time you accepted some of his, dare I dignify it with the word, *work?* His crackpot ambush at the site of the Battle of Sturges?"
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Oh dear.
Not good.
"Sihnon?" Inara repeated, even though she was certain she'd heard him perfectly clearly. "What business could you *possibly* have on Sihnon? Malcolm, you never venture that far into Alliance territoy. You don't--you don't even have proper clearance!"
Smooth, very smooth, she thought to herself, but it was too late to stop now. "Is this another one of Badger's...*stupid* jobs? Need I remind you what happened the last time you accepted some of his, dare I dignify it with the word, *work?* His crackpot ambush at the site of the Battle of Sturges?"