And she doesn't even have the good grace to look at all abashed about it, bestowing a little kiss on Jayne's forehead.

"It is a celebration, captain," she says, mock-chiding. "Does he not deserve to enjoy it as well? And after coming all this way - you came all this way," brightly prattled to the mabari hound in question. He is much more immediately susceptible to her dangerous Northern wiles and she is not at all above befriending the beast to make his master obliged to tolerate her.