Jayne was too engrossed with his conversation with Vera, that he didn’t notice River until the obvious last minute. When she covered his eyes, it scared him fit to lay a golden egg! He jerked himself forward, the seat back, stood and pivoted while grabbing the newly assembled Vera off the table, and then leveled it right between River’s eyes. It was actually an impressive piece of fluid movement, and would have looked very good in any of those cheesy movies they’re selling in these parts.<br/><br/>That was, if he’d managed to load his darlin’ Vera beforehand.<br/><br/>“Goram it, River! What’d have to do a thing like that for? You…walking around…I outta put a bell on you or something…” The rest was lost in a series of mutterings as he packed the gun cleaning kit and laid Vera aside real gentle-like. He made sure to keep an eye on River as he did. One never knew what the hell was going on in that mind of hers. To her credit, it’s been a while since she’s gone loopy, but that don’t mean that loopy is far away!<br/><br/>“Whatcha around here for, anyway, girl? Aren’t you supposed to be with that uppity brother of yours?” Where was the babysitter, anyway? If they expected ole Jayne to keep an eye on this bundle of trouble, they’ve got another thing coming. Ain’t been no paying job, ain’t have no good eatin’ in about 8 cycles, and he was damned if he was going to use the little bit of energy he had left to run around the ship playing tag with the asylum patient!<br/>