Surprisingly, Mal let it go. Well, almost. "Just wanted to make sure I wasn't keepin' you from another appointment, is all."
He closed the door behind her then walked back into the kitchen, where he'd poured drinks for both of them; whiskey for himself, and the bottle beside the empty glass for her. "My future ain't never been anything but trouble. Long as Serenity's still flyin' and my crew is okay, I can handle it."