Her shoulders stiffen a little at the sound, but --

When Kaylee turns around, cup of water in hand, she's smiling. Quiet: "Got a ways to go before you get up to standard quality of cussin' out portside -- 'cause it's not like it changes much, from place to place -- but that's a pretty good effort."

She's standing by the side of his bed. "This ought to help some, I'm thinkin'?"