There wasn't so much driving on Kaylee's part as constant repair where a wire came loose while steering the tank in the right direction. Still, due to months of practice from working with Mal, she managed to keep her guard up, and as soon as the gunfire started up, she was moving the tank along to get out of the way.

She listened closely for several moments for more gunfire, then headed for shelter. All seemed quiet, and the tank slowed enough that it wouldn't run into anything while Kaylee shouted back up through the half-busted hatch. "Y'alright, Billy?"