Mal would get up to leave the cabin at night. Waking you up. You would follow him outside. He would be sitting on the steps, his elbows rest on his knees. You’re the only person that hasn’t been eliminated that Mal tolerates. He sighs and opens up.

“He’s just a little bug eyed weirdo! I can’t keep this up anymore. Mike is ruining my plans too. He’s trying to get control back”

he seems stressed about this