Malcolm opens one eye to look at the hairy man standing above him. He hadn't been sure if he was going to sleep or not, but he put on the cuffs just to be safe. Even a nap could be dangerous for him or people in the vicinity.

"I did," he replies. "This is mall jail." With a grunt, Malcolm sits up on the air mattress. "Not very high security though." He thumbs the switch on his cuff and releases it from the lead attached to the wall.