It took everything Trip had not to shrink back further when the first Malcolm returned. He was not going to give the creep the satisfaction of scaring him. It would have been better if he could have done something about his hand, as the pain wasn't helping.

"I..." Trip began on the orders of the new Malcolm, the one in a uniform similar to ones he'd seen as he'd been brought to his room, which didn't help Trip trust him anymore then the crazy one. "I just woke up and frankly, I got no idea what's going on." Better to feign ignorance at this point, or so he thought.