He thought for a moment, must have been a dream, no husband.
"I must have dreamed you had a husband, sorry."
"Well, I dont really know what to say."
Malcom touched her hand softly with his callused fingers, "You've done so much for me, it would be an honor to stay on with y'all. "
"I am sure there are plenty of chores to do, and i would like to get back into shape again."
Malcom's thoughts were of his apartment stache, and the debt he owes, and the revenge he wanted.
"Mind you, it won't be forever, just to pay you back and for me to get back in shape,  then I'll  have to move on, i have some unfinished business that needs taken care of."
He finished  his food, and took the dishes to the sink and washed them off.
"Perhaps after my business is taken care of, i can come back and stay?",
he asked as he dried the bowl off.