Mal shakes his head.

"Don't think I ever had a shot to be nice even if I really 'ad wanted to - gun in the face thing and all, last time."

Mal clenches one fist and grimaces, his voice raising slightly. "And how I very much desire to wipe that fake-as-'ell yuben de grin off o' both their faces, when they thinkin' obviously things not too much with the nice 'bout folk."