"You'll see 'em. Don't worry about that." To be honest, Mal couldn't wait for that moment. Being something of a skeptic himself, he knew how it felt to fall flat on your face in such a situation. He'd like to see it happen to someone else for once.

There had been a time when he'd been unsure if the Reavers were actually real, even. Though now he knew more about them than he'd ever wanted to.

"The nurses probably don't even know it's going on. It's the people in charge of this place - like the guy on the intercom - who have orchestrated this whole shindig. It's supposed to be that way at night. They probably watch us running for our lives and laugh," he explained bitterly. He did not appreciate being some lab rat, some toy.