Over the course of a week, John bumps into Inara at least once a day, on his own wanders around the ship. He always says hello but keeps moving on his own path. As a man used to action, and a constant sense of danger, he's like a caged animal, pacing out his confines. Eventually, he realises he's not being exactly friendly and the next time he sees her, he stops and smiles.
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"We've got to stop meeting like this. I'm John."