Oh. [He glances down at the gun in his hand and then casually tucks it behind his back in a way that is not suspicious at all.] No, not Neal or Kikimora. Not with a gun. And not you, either, well sort of you, but also not what the gun was for, I was looking for the person whom I though might have been horribly murdering you. But you're not being horribly murdered so gun not needed, absolutely no one is getting shot today.

[He could let it go there, bid Malcolm good day and return to his cabin, except his curiosity keeps him lingering.]

You did scream, though. I heard you. Did something happen?