[Yeah, he saw that. Not that he can blame her, when just earlier he expected her to turn on him when his guard was down. He still tenses up when Luna draws his sword; Luna told him flat-out he doesn't trust Mal completely anymore; to say nothing of the suspicion of Peony. But there's no questioning where they went wrong. Not anymore.

Only how to make things right.]

Tch. Who knows? The two of us shouldn't be alive enough to worry about this to begin with. [His hand settles on his hip while he looks her over in consideration.] ...My plan's to work off this debt and do whatever I can to help Luna clear his and get him out of here. Until then, I'll do what I've always done. Hang back and be whatever he needs me to be.

[And you?]