"Wow," Mal drawled. "Someone really drank the fruit punch, huh? So is it considered a strength to have no flexibility or imagination?"

"Mal..." Ben said, putting a hand on her shoulder.

She shrugged his hand off, putting her own hands on her hips. "Look, I got a chance when I left the Isle to realize that the things I always learned limited me in all ways. If you can't figure out how to make things work in other ways... then hopefully being here will fix that."