Neverwinter Forest A Short Rest

Despite being by all appearances an adult, Mal was certainly lacking in maturity.  By a lot.  He would win no awards for his behavior, his thoughtfulness or how kind he was for others.  He knew how to misbehave and yell, but that was about it.  There's also the fact that his hatred of basically everyone at Elysium meant he had no idea what a proper relationship looked like, but that would be putting the cart about a mile before the horse.

So, being a self-centered twit, he continued to keep things all about himself.  Yeah, right. If my sisters wouldn't even stick around, why would you? he hissed, stalking away at a faster clip now, not really waiting for a reply unless Okeanos really wanted to try.  Mal was very good at not listening, and excelled at feeling sorry for himself.