Malcolm stays at the bar for a few moments longer to finish off his drink before following. Not too close. Just to have a visual on York's left, as promised, and where he can be seen or heard if need be. Dancing to club music is...not really something he's good at, but he vaguely grooves to the beat. Maybe later he could get that redhead's number. Or someone else's.

York's getting better about his blind spot, even if it's still literally blind. There's a time or two he has to signal to watch out so nobody gets smacked or clipped. But all in all, not a disaster.