Hoshor Plains Queer Lodgings

He drew in a breath, exhaling slowly.  It was probably time to go home.  Maybe Cam would come back some day -- or he'd just join the ranks of those he'd never see again.  It didn't strike him as much as his sisters had, but he still worried a bit for the kid, if that was even the right word.  He'd just started to turn when he spotted someone approaching.  Ibis?

Blink.  Yeah, he wasn't really expecting her to be here at all.  Took him a moment to parse what she meant as well.  He shook his head.  He's just... Gone.  Like many of the rest.  Mal was used to people just disappearing, but this was the first time he could at least try to find them again.  Unfortunately, it seemed it was not to be.

His expression through everything was fairly muted.  And you're back?  Not really much of a question.  The answer was pretty obvious unless she was planning to run off immediately again.  Everyone was good at that.  He still wasn't sure what to think about the two siblings when you got right down to it.  It required trust, and he was just, well.. Wary.