"Money wasn't good enough."

Jayne punched his wall as he stormed into his room, immediately biting back several colorful curses as his hand informed him that he was a gorram idiot. He hadn't heard the entire conversation between Mal and the doctor, but he had heard enough to know that their passengers weren't going anywhere.

The captain was letting them stay just to spite him, he was sure of it. Mal knew damn well that he would have turned on him if Dobson had offered him a better deal, and this was his punishment. That was the only explanation for his sudden change of heart.

He was tempted to start talking to the empty room, let out all of his frustrations on the air. Walls usually had ears on Serenity, though, along with very loud mouths that would immediately go talking to the captain. And while Mal had no problem with people saying exactly what they thought of him, he took it badly when the talking was done behind his back instead of to his face.

Which meant the only thing left for Jayne to do was keep his mind on anything but the doc and his crazy sister.

Jayne reached out and grabbed the first gun his hand touched, and he grinned a bit when he realized that it was Vera. It was as if she had known he needed something to keep his mind off things. Shaking his head, he began vigorously rubbing a cleaning cloth over her barrel.

It wouldn't take long before the captain realized just how much trouble those two would bring down, and -- when that day came -- the Tams would find themselves stranded on some planet within hours.

Jayne grinned. From what he'd seen of the doctor, they wouldn't stand a chance. They'd find themselves in Alliance custody before the end of the first day, even without some interference from him.

But if he could manage to score a wad of cash in the process? There'd probably be a little bit of interference on his part.

"Well... that'll be an interesting day."