Mal looked the man up and down, appraisingly. Probably equal in fighting skills. Damnit. So it wouldn't be easy to take the gun if he wanted it. He'd have to figure out how to get some sort of useful weapon soon though. This being without one was crazy. Especially when there were crazy people like that Picard man wandering around.
"Lucky you. You must be doing something right to stay on their good side."