Malcolm takes in the room with a sweep of his eyes as he steps inside. At least the door wasn't shut in his face. It'd be deserved. "I'm not here to judge." At least, it isn't the plan to do so.

He turns, practically on his heel, to face York. "I spoke with the Marshall. If we're willing to try drifting, then he's all for it. No guarantees that we'd be immediately suited up to a jaeger, but it would be a positive step in that direction if drifting is successful."