Turning his head to look up at the trenchcoated lady Mal squinted his eyes against the sun before chuckling a hoarse little laugh and looking back to his ship. "Nah. Meant t' do that. Gives a' whole new meanin' behind having a dramatic entrance." Which is to say yes that it was a rather rough landing and now he isn't to thrilled about it. Sarcasam can go along way with this man.

With a groan he climed to his feet again touching the gash on his brow before looking back to the woman. "It looked that bad huh?"