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But the moment passed. Everything was… it was too much. The over-bright lights of the kitchen were assaulting her eyes. The hum of Serenity’s engine was grating at her eardrums. She felt herself trembling. She couldn’t tell whether she was hot or cold. She couldn’t tell whether she was smiling or frowning or crying. Mal’s eyes grew more concerned. His fingers began to curl around hers… Inara stood up abruptly, her hand jerking away from his grip as if his hand were toxic. She tried to throw him a small smile. “I… I should be getting back to my shuttle.”
-- Over The Hills and Far Away - Ch 7 by Arcadia
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