Mal stopped abruptly just outside the infirmary when he almost collided into Simon who was on his way out. He arched a brow as he regarded the doctor.
"You're not skippin' out on your duties now, are ya?" He greeted as he arched his brows in mock concern. Well, he was concerned about Jaime, but not about Simon trying to run out on them. He knew the doctor was all honorable and probably fearful of his life if he didn't take proper care of Jaime.
"How's she doin'?" He added as he craned his neck to peer into the infirmary. He half wondered if they'd hidden the armor like that because they knew Jaime would find it and hurt herself, but that was probably a paranoid thought. He wasn't sure they were really picking on individuals so much as picking on everyone.