There's a small jump out over her as his hand tightens on the part, more in preparation to hop back behind the door if necessary than an actual start. When he doesn't throw it, she relaxes. When he just stares at her like he doesn't know who she is, she tenses back up. There's really no winning.

The almost-smile doesn't help. This is Jamie. Jamie always greets her with a grin, or a joke, or at least some chauvinistic tease. There isn't much in the way of life behind this one.

Even so, she tries to offer him up a smile in return. "Finally, yeah. Took her long enough, you think?" It doesn't take her much more than a few steps for her to get up to him, and she almost goes to hug him when she really looks at him. From there, Kaylee's brow furrows, and her hand is on his forehead before he has time to object. "Shàngdì gāisǐ! Shénme shì dìyù--have you seen anybody about this??"


[[ Translation: 'God dammit! What the hell--' ]]