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[simon_doctor]

[After this.]

He reads through the personal ones first, sitting at the small writing desk in his bunk. Skims them, really: the letter from Dunash, the formal but (he feels) sincere note from one of the head doctors from his residency, the worryingly few words of congratulation from Liz. He'll want to reread those later, in all likelihood, taking more time.

Second, he turns his attention to the stack of letters to River.

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[simon_doctor]

Simon ... is also trying hard not to laugh.

It's a futile struggle, really. Doomed in the end.

[gonna_live]

Oh good.

Kaylee waits a suitable three-second interval before saying, "'Course, I could go get Jayne right now..."

[simon_doctor]

... yeah, he's lost it.

[gonna_live]

And thus it is with a cheerful sense of satisfaction that Kaylee reaches over Simon's head to turn off the lights.

"But I'm thinkin' it can wait until mornin'." She settles back. "Night, ai ren."

[simon_doctor]

As the laughter subsides, he leans in to kiss her, and then stretches out under the covers.

"Goodnight, xin gan."