For all Mal's talk about enjoying his freedom, a part of him almost envied Nanoha. "That must be nice, though, gettin' to stay somewhere and settle down for a spell. Don't get me wrong, I don't think I could do that for very long, but still, it must be nice putting your roots down somewhere." Of course, he knew he wouldn't ever be able to do that. The wanderlust was too strong in him. He'd probably be flying around until he got too old to do it anymore.

"Really now?" Mal's interest was suddenly piqued, though he tried to keep his manner casual. No point in getting worked up in case Serenity wasn't there. "Think you can tell me where to find these cargo holds?"