He'd sunk to damn Disney movies and really they had to wonder why he was snapping under the pressure of the silence. Mal had never given them any indication at all that he'd ever even seen a Disney movie until then. So many damn bright colors and songs he thought he was going mad. He looked over at Claire not sure what kind of look to give her at her declaration of food hunting. So he went with grumpy. It was becoming his default expression these days anyway. Giving her a half hearted nod "Yeah. Food is good." He turned his attention back toward the doctor.
When Simon turned away again he could quite literally feel his blood boil. "That's it then? S'all you got? Thought you were yellow before but this is yer gorram curtain call?" Mal wasn't exaaactly the epitome of sympathy and comfort. He found the best way to get people to react was through anger. Maybe if he could shock Simon into yelling he'd somehow remember who he was and act right. Straighten up and fly right basically.
He stood over the doctor, looming in his typical Captain glory. "Yer gonna give up over a woman. You're more gorram spoiled than I thought." And that was pretty impressive. He remembered when he first laid eyes on Simon and his expensive suit and specs, his opinion of him was dismal at best, and right then looking at the pile of mess he'd crumbled away into it was almost back to that all over again. And yet..he still wanted to see him stand up and fight again. When the hell did he start caring so damn much?
He blamed Claire.
He hadn't cared for anyone, even himself in quite some time until they landed on Earth that Was. So River was gone, at least she was home. So what if Kat was on his shit list. Though really, that part did bother him a little..he had just started to almost like her.