"...I think we're going to have to double back a bit to the part where you were pinned to the hull by a space mine while chatting away with your captain." Because- what? What the FUCK even? "How- but. Space. Space ship. How were you pinned? Do I want to know?"

He's concerned. That sentence is concerning. Malcolm's being concerning. It's- wow. "No, you're not rambling. You're talking about yourself, which you don't really do and that's fine. I don't mind it. Ramble some more. I'd like to know about your life, your captain, your ship. A force for good. It's- nice to think that there's a place where humanity meets aliens and it goes well."