[Trip's glare moves from Chris to Mal once he graces them with his presence. He knows he should thanks Mal for taking care of him last night but right now, he's really not in the mood.]

Oh thanks. Why don'tcha give me my clothes back and I'll get outta yer hair so ya can continue to avoid me. Since apparently it was a horrible dream an' all.

[He makes to stand, sways for a moment as his head pounds again, and immediately sits back down.] After my head stops poundin'. Then I'll go.