Kaylee sees it first, at a stall on one of the wealthier rim planets, where several scarves twist and dance like pennants in a breeze. He watches as she runs the material through her fingers, lingering on one coloured in bright splashes of blue, pink and yellow. She moves on reluctantly, and he has his chance to not make a complete idiot of himself in the game of love and relationships.
He presents it to her that evening in the engine room, and the colours become dim compared to her smile. Hands join, mouth meets mouth, and from then on he always associates that silky texture with kissing.