You must admit that if you were in my shoes that it would be something you'd want to know as well.

[Inara shuts the door and leads him into the kitchen. Might as well have the tea there, besides it was much more comfortable than the formal looking living room.]

No, I can manage, sit down.

[She turns, grabbing the teapot and a couple of tea cup before turning back to the table - where Mal was still standing. Her eyebrows rose a bit but after setting the cups down and pouring the tea, she sat, soothing her skirt down.]

So, I imagine this is going to be quite the story.