"I'd say we're about equal when it comes to likability," Malcolm answers, meaning that both of them are an acquired taste. Their strangeness is part of what keeps them together.

He gives her a slight raise of an eyebrow. "If that's his way of hitting on you, then I'll stab him myself. Again." Malcolm can be a little possessive when it comes to the beautiful woman in his lap, especially where his father is concerned. That nightmare had sickened him. He'd rather die than see Harley with his father.