Hoshor Plains Queer Lodgings

He was very good at staring and blinking for a few seconds.  I stopped caring about them long ago, so if you're hoping I have some sort of solution for you, I don't.  Wouldn't Okeanos be a better choice to talk to?  He wasn't being totally obnoxious or anything, more just confused why she'd go and dump all that on Mal when he'd clearly rather they get teleported to a distant corner of the planet and quit messing with his life when he had deemed them all nothing but a memory.   Or maybe you should have like. Spoken to them or something.  Hell if he knew.  He had about as much experience with this all as he did with astrophysics.   Maybe if he hadn't already decided to act like Delight was dead before finding out he was -- or maybe Mal had just boxed up any associated emotions and kicked them into the metaphorical basement to rot. Who knew.

Mal probably would have had more to say if he knew that she'd hidden that fact from Okeanos.  Probably a lot more snarky words, at least.