It's awful, seeing him like this, but if she doesn't stand her ground then he's just going to keep doing stupid things. "Look, I'm real sorry, Jamie, I really am, but even I'm not allowed to be touchin' things when I'm sick. It's nothin' against you, alright?"

Of course, the words are barely out by the time he's stormed back over to the table. Kaylee winces for him as he chucks the piece at the table, and only worries more as his hand flinches back.

Gorrammit he was hopeless. Cautiously, she moves up next to him, grabbing and cleaning the part off awkwardly with a rag before placing it back into the box with the others. Once that's done, she reaches forward for his wrist. "Let's see it, c'mon."