[ As far as Aidan is concerned, it's about time to wash his hands of Mal. He's been trying and getting nothing but shit in return and eventually, you have to stop trying. He's really bad at that, stopping, but being here as long as he has and going through as much shit as he has back home, his patience is wearing thin.
Figuring that Mal wouldn't visit the gardens twice in this short period of a time, he heads back to check in on the plants, maybe pull some weeds and plant a few saplings from his own vegetable garden. Herbs, something nice-smelling, not for anyone in particular but perhaps for all of them.
Spotting Mal, he stops dead in his tracks. Contemplates just leaving before he's discovered because there's no way this is going to end well. ]