Natara Williams
Mal was getting to close. She kept her head down, half hoping he would find her. Part of her wanted to call out to him. Possibly explain her reasons for keeping her departure a secret so he wouldn't hate her. Some to get some closure for the partner that she would never see again. The other half wanted to keep hiding from him. To disappear, make it quick like ripping off a bandage. It was the first part that clearly had control over her body. It was the first part that made her call out to him.
Mal Fallon
His head snapped up at the sound of his name, searched the crowd for her familiar face. He spotted her, pushing aside complaining waiting passengers. He finally reached her, and the two stared awkwardly at each other for a moment, as if they had become strangers. "Think I was gonna let you leave without saying goodbye?" he finally said. She smiled, and much to Mal's surprise she threw her arms around his shoulders as if greeting an old friend. After a moment be wrapped his arms around her, slipping the keychain in her jacket pocket and said "you forgot this, couldn't let you leave without it." He felt Natara pull him closer as she buried her face in his shoulder, elated by the fact that he had finally found her.