They sat on the sofa in her shuttle. Mal had his arm wrapped around Inara's shoulder, she was leaning into his chest.

The two of them sighed in unison. Inara had to look up at Mal quizzically.

"You know, I don't think I've ever seen you this relaxed."

Mal looked down in reply, grinning. "Thought that was part of your job, the stiffenen' effect."

Her eyes narrowed. Mal groaned, and tilted her chin up with gentle fingers. "Sorry, that's not what I meant." Inara relaxed, and kissed Mal's fingertips with a grin. "An apology. What is the world coming to?"