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Mal: But it ain't all buttons and charts, little albatross. You know what the first rule of flying is? Well, I suppose you do, since you already know what I'm about to say.
River: I do. But I like to hear you say it.
Mal: Love. You can learn all the math in the 'Verse, but you take a boat in the air that you don't love, she'll shake you off just as sure as a turn of the worlds. Love keeps her in the air when she oughta fall down, tells you she's hurtin' before she keels. Makes her a home.
I just got back in after spending an hour and a half digging Hanzo-san out of the corner space where I put him last Monday before I left for New York, where he has sat through an ice storm, two snowstorms and a cold snap at the beginning of the week where temperatures got below -10. After all of that, fully expecting nothing to come of it, I put his key in the ignition and turned, and he roared into life like he was saying "Heya, babe. Miss me?"
That Serenity quote wandered into my head then and I shit you not, I put my head on the steering wheel and just bawled my eyes out for a good five minutes.
Goddamn, I have got to get this lump of metal back on the road soon. I miss him too much. Also I think I've been holding back that cry since, like, Christmas.
