Mal snorted slightly, moving toward the exit with his hands stuffed into his jacket pockets. "The only form of Government in the 'verse. Don't care if you are an independent thinker or not- you ain't in with them and you gotta be dealt with." Blue eyes flickered over toward Temperance as that wry sort of smug smile crossed his face again. "Don't rightly like folk tellin' me how to live my life all of a sudden. Guess that's what I fought against them in th' War."

There wasn't many people he'd tell that to outside of his crew of other folks he was close with. Brennan didn't know anything about the 'verse in 2518 so he felt a little obligated to give her a brief insight.