My Own Kind of Freedom, page 119 by Steven Brust
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lowers?"
"Always have liked chrysanthemums."
"Zoë tries to kill me, Mal, I'm gonna--"
"Zoë ain't going to do more than I tell her to, Jayne, 'less you put your foot bad wrong."
"That's a comfort."
"We're going into something, Jayne."
"Into what?"
"Settling some old business. Could use another gun in this. You can be back on if you want."
"Any money in it?"
"Not a credit, not a cent."
"Well, there's a powerful inducement."
"There any inducement in this, you suss it out on your own."
"What about my ginseng?"
"You give it back. We live through this, we return it."
"It's in a locker in town, along with all my gear."
"Maybe we'll have the chance to retrieve it."
"What about that fed?"
"What about him?"
"He in this?"
"That's up to him. He don't take to us killing no one, and I intend some violence to take place."
"That's why you want me back?"
"No, I want you back cuz someone might want violence to take place toward us."
"What if I say no?"
"We'll try to get you somewhere safe, out of the area. No promises."
"Do I got some time to decide?"
"All the time you want till we start to move."
"When will that be?"
"About a minute. You're asking a lot of questions, Jayne."
"Yeah, and you aren't giving a lot of good answers."
"That mean you're out?"
"Naw, when have I ever been able to stay out of a fight?"
"Whenever you couldn't get anything out of it."
Couldn't argue with that.
He remembered the cell, and remembered what he'd realized there: there wasn't any point in fighting it, he just wasn't any good on his own.
"Yeah. I'm in," he said.
Mal set the two pistols on the table, and slid them down to him, one at a time.
Serenity: Bridge
After a sleep that lasted around ten hours, he felt worlds better, and as ready as he ever would be.<