That...was unexpected. (Why should anything about this place surprise him anymore? But at least the cat creatures seemed like they belonged in the scarred environ.) Malcolm had no biting comeback for the man who had so gracefully leapt away, had in fact little time to even assess the slightly larger than person-sized robot (was there a person in there?), given he had to roll out of the way of that unfriendly blade, more than a bit awkward with the pack on his back. Upon recovery, he got off a few quick shots aimed at centre mass before trying to move away again. Damnable stun guns, why couldn't they have been given anything stronger?