Jayne Cobb was in a mood and since he couldn't make himself feel better by shooting something he opted for the next best thing- lifting weights. After ascertaining he was alone he began his ritual, conscious of the memory trigger in the back of his mind.
Finally, he gave voice to that trigger. "Damnit, Sheppard Book, you hóng dà wáng bā dàn. Why'd you have ta leave this bird? Those people on that empty rock ended up not needing you at all and you ended up dead for your efforts. Told you that you were a fool but you just quoted some gorram quote from your wordy book like you were the feng dian girl or something."
He was quiet as he finished his first set- not sure of the number he was on but figured it didn't matter the way he always exercised. "'Course, ship weren't much safer it seems but you could've been here to say some words on Wash's grave. Say some comfort to poor Zoë. She ain't been the same. Wander iffn your fancy words would help now.
"Crazy girl ain't so crazy now. Heard your hair freaked her some. Maybe now it wouldn't. Though she thought Doc's was too long not too much ago and tried to cut it in his sleep. Screamed like a girl when he woke to see her on him with scissors. It was hi-larious."
He placed more weight on the bar and started again- slower this time.
"'Course here I am talkin' to nobody like the feng dian moon brain. Must be rubbin' off. Always the exercisin' makes me 'member things. Ain't forgot what you told me. Made you a promise that last time that I aim ta keep."
Another moment passed. "Damn old fool," he muttered before completing the rest of his workout in silence.
hóng dà wáng bā dàn- massive bastard