Firefly Glen The Clouds Burst

Okay if this guy didn't want in on it, the speckled punk was just gonna wait until he got bored and left and then he'd hunt the damn thing down.  Sounded reasonable enough at least.  Mal seemed pretty dismissive of the suggestion it was useless, though, You give up way too easy.  Screw with them enough, sometimes they freak out and bolt.  Probably a combination of young rabbits and badly designed tunnels making the predator sound closer than he was.  He hadn't really worked out the details beyond that.  Sure, it had happened less, but right now he was going to keep giving it a go.  It was less effort wasted than running, at least, so if he didn't catch anything, it didn't set him that far back.  And given the state of things, it was probably better to try.

Speaking of, Mal gave him a look probably more appropriate of someone having a second head, And yeah.  Earth shaking, clouds that stay put on the other side of the mountains, all that? All the big stuff ran the hell away and hasn't come back. Didn't you notice?  Must be some new dude.  Maybe he'd run off too. Or at least it probably would explain why right now Mal wasn't just going to give up on the rabbit quite yet.  It was better to try than to just sit around and wait for the best hunt.  He tipped his head waiting with a smidgen of curiosity.