So maybe that's why she's blaming this relationship or whatever the hell it is on the fact that she lost a drop. Not just a few goods, not just some coin. But someone grabbed everything right out from under her and now they're all humped for two weeks. Not only is she mad at herself, but she's irrationally mad at Wash, and Mal yelling at her during the evening meal about how good she messed up and he hopes she likes protein doesn't make it better. Eventually she just gets up to keep from hitting her best friend square in the jaw.
Disappearing to her bunk, she closes the hatch firmly and changes for bed, skipping the cargo bay card game Jayne wants to start doing. She doesn't need to hear his comments every ten minutes either.