Simon woke slowly, he felt lethargic and groggy, like he had drank too much of that awful stuff on Canton, whatever Jayne had called "Mudder's milk". But Simon had no time to drink, in fact he could not forgive himself for falling asleep, River was getting worse, he had to find something and soon. How long had he been asleep? Simon rubbed his eyes and sipped his now room temperature coffee, it was horrible, but caffeine is caffeine, and he had to stay awake. It was at this point Kaylee strolled in to the room, immediately Simon felt more alert and much happier. Kaylee always made him smile, she just lit up a room with that grin of hers.
"Morning Doctor!"
"Good morning, sleep well?
"Like a baby, what's for breakfast?"
"That's an awfully good question." Simon chuckled, "River has taken all the labels of the tins again, but I think the one with the dent in it is beans."
"I think that tin was for the shepherd aint it?" Kaylee giggled, although River's antics could be amusing at times, she was concerned that they were becoming more frequent and more severe.
"Oh I think I'll do well to avoid that tin." Chimed Shepherd Book, trying to keep the positive atmosphere of the morning alive. Lately there hadn't been much in the way of work for the ship, and some good morale would do the world of good.
After the rest of the crew had milled their way inside, The Shepherd and Wash made a small breakfast for everyone. The crew got lucky with their breakfast, with nothing to outlandish coming out of the tins picked at random from the pile of unlabelled tins in the cupboard. After breakfast Wash scuttled off to the cockpit to check their position, with everyone filing out to go about their regular days. Captain Reynolds soon announced that they would be arriving at Eavesdown docks on Persephone in around an hour, where they would look for work and passengers, and calling Jayne to the cargo bay. Simon wandered back to the infirmary to double check his supplies, suspecting this would be his last chance to stock up for a while.