"Do'n well. Jayne's...off begg'n scraps from somewhere, most like. He don't much like wander'n around the library. Too much dust, birdsmell bugs him." At least when it slips down this far. Mal himself is a fair sight better, scrubbed and shaved and decently rested. "I'm do'n well. Got a li'l work runn'n things around for this party thing that's gonna happen soonish, everyone wants things, no one wants to go out and get 'em. Easy money."