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And unsurprisingly he also didn't smell the kid coming.  Mal was almost to the point of just turning around and going back.  It sounded like a brilliant idea right at this point.  In fact, that's what he was considering when suddenly a voice piped up -- what the....

It was easy to make the assumption that Mal probably hadn't been informed of their visitor... Especially since Mal wasn't exactly Elysium's biggest fan and would probably say something outrageously insensitive because that's just who he was.  At some point he'd probably torched that brain-mouth filter that most people had, or just never gained one in the first place.  Thus, he blinked and inquired rather bluntly,  Um.  Yes?  Who're you?  And where the hell did you come from?  He sniffed at the kid, thinking maybe he did smell Ibis and Okeanos on him.  But the pair had brought only themselves as far as he knew. So where did he come from?