Long as you got a sky, a ship, a crew

So long as that colour isn't blood red or the colours corpses go. [Mal knows all the same shades, same as Asher, same as any of them in particular lines of work.] You know, last time? Last time that didn't pan out too fuckin' well for them. Lot of exile. Lot of things going tits up

Me? I'm grand. Up and about, getting in trouble, seeing men about goats, keeping dwarves out of mischief, not bleeding all over everything.