Mal is not a telepath, nor can he sense people's feelings, but he's not entirely blind to them either. "Must be hard, bein' stuck here on this ship, not knowin' entirely what's happened to your family." Mal kept a smile on his face as well, but his thoughts went immediately to his ship and his crew.

He hadn't let on about it, when he first learned about the fate of the worlds and universes, but he was having a hard time coming to terms with the idea that his crew might be dead. Their faces kept flashing into his mind, and then he found himself having to push them out again, before he put a hole in something.

"That'd be great, Nanoha." Mal pulled himself out of his gloomy thoughts, replying with yet another smile.