Mal didn't say anything to her exclamation, deciding it would probably be better if he shut up for awhile, let her blow off some steam. But short of apologizing a thousand times, he wasn't sure what else, if anything would calm her down. He hadn't had a direct hand in it... in fact, a lot of people had nothing to do with it. 50 or more years was a long time... Most people had forgotten what happened to Earth-that-was, and only a few seemed to have learned from the mistakes.

"Méi guānxi. It's all right," replied Mal. "Of course humanity is full of idiots. I'm thinkin' it'll be amazin' if we manage to not destroy the planets again. You'd think people'd learn from their histories, but that's never the case. Wars and destroyin' planets happen all the time 'cause people just never learn." He sighed heavily, rolling his eyes. It was a sad state of affairs with not a lot of chance of anything being done to break the cycle.

"That's why I wonder sometimes if it's even worth tryin' to save things," Mal admitted slowly.