The man who resembled a bear spoke a little louder than was necessary. "You have exactly twelve seconds to stop that child from crying before we leave it here." Poor thing. It bawled of hunger. I could tell by the cry. Low, high, medium, stop. High, high, low. "She's hungry. Why don't you feed her?" I wasn’t craving to state the obvious, but someone had to. River ogled at me like my existence made the mysteries of the universe appear simple. The others had pure shock exhibited on their faces. "Not another one!" The huge, burly man exclaimed. "You a psychic too?"
-- How I joined the Crew of Serenity by Sophie