Firestone Hot Springs I wanna see the world when I stop breathing

Alrighty! After is probably easier. -- And no prob, it's fine! As you can tell I put so much formatting into my pots, haha.

Mal had lost a little of his confident, smirky edge. Mostly because to a certain point, Mal and Zephyr were on the same page with believing their family didn't want them. Except he couldn't imagine any parent of his (or wannabe parent) ever acting this way. But if there was a reason Zeph had said that.. Ugh. It made him kind of uncertain, but he did his best to keep up as much of the act as he could. Unless it's some freaky coincidence.  Grey, small? But if that's the same Zeph you've uh. Missed a bit, obviously. For starters, I doubt he's gonna want to be called anybody's daughter any more. If I said he was doing super awesome and great, that'd be a lie. Someone attacked him when he was outside the territory. He's healing. Slowly? Fast? Hell if Mal knew. His only other reference was Cam and he hadn't been as beat up. Question is, what do you want to do? Combine her reaction to what he'd just said and the answer to that question he'd just asked, and that would probably answer it all, wouldn't it? Okay, there was some of his own history with motherly figures bleeding through maybe causing that nagging bit of suspicion that caused him to not just sweep her off back to the pack.