Mal watched frozen as Seth and Adrian fought. He would have stepped in, as Brooke had, -he even had his own ideas about helping them have a go at one another by slamming their skulls together, as they seemed so intent on butting heads...- but two things he'd always known about his particular skill set. Magic and technology didn't mesh easily in the best of conditions, and with Hecate M.I.A., the best of conditions would be scarce to find, thus, he stayed out of it. The second thing he knew was that as great as he was with machines, he was clueless about people. which was probably why he only raised an eyebrow when the new kid, Jason or other, lifted up a sword that shot lightning, said it was a gift from his dad, but seemed genuinely surprised to learn Zeus was his patron deity. Mostly the kid seemed okay, though. Mal decided to give him an honest shot, part of which entailed forgiving little quirks.
Stepping forward to stand at Brooke's side, he muttered just loud enough for her to hear, "Great teamwork these two are exhibiting. Hecate may be screwed." He thought for a second. "Wait, Fighter, Black Mage, White Mage. Any body else picking up an 8-Bit Theatre joke or two from this quest line-up?"