Malcolm had seen a lot of things in his time, but this was an enigma. You were the target of the new Surgeon copycat killer and yet here you were, sitting down to coffee with them in full killer store as if they had been an old friend. The killer didn't even put up a fight when they arrested him. You fascinated him like nothing else. He had to figure you out. Normally he was the only one that could manipulate a killer's mind like that.

Malcolm: "Who are you?" He says in a loud whisper.