[ She blinks, and squints into empty shot glass. She sets it down, maybe a little too hard. Maybe the table was a bit closer than she expected it to be. ]
Where were we?
[ She eyes the last swallow in the bottle, and with a somewhat steady hand, splits it between the two glasses on the table. ]
That sounds accurate. [Also there was some talk about him attempting to seduce her again, but she'll have to forgive him if the alcohol has caused him to lose some of his subtlety. Even he has his limits.]
We could go somewhere a little more private this time.
Damn I don't what you did then to get your hand cut off by someone who was ugly enough to resemble a crocodile. [ Jayne looks empathetic for the poor guy. ] But, that's a damn pretty replacement you got there.
I hope you got some other attachments for it! You know stuff like a... um... knife!
Well, yes, liberated is how I would put it. Stole is how he would put it. I ended up losing the hand and the lass. He was so displeased by it that he killed her.
Being dangerous and pointy isn't enough? I stabbed a man with it once. I poisoned it first, of course.
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