Mal didn't watch a lot of TV, but with Jaime out finding things, he didn't want to just sit in their room and wait. It was sort of like an attempt at being social without having to make a lot of effort and most likely he'd just get to sit on the couch by himself anyway.
As he stepped into the rec room, he paused when he saw Jaime stretched out on the couch and he arched his brows and then furrowed them.
"They didn't break you again, did they?" He asked in concern. He was almost sure that she would be in the infirmary if that were the case, but he knew she could be stubborn as well and hell, she was probably tired of being in there. He didn't blame her, but he did worry about her.