As Malcolm listened to Vladimir talk, he folded his arms behind his back and waited for him to patiently finish, feeling like the vampire's own patience wasn't to be tested at the present. Like Vladimir, Malcolm and Blaire both knew how dangerous hunters were and how much they hated the supernatural. The McKennen Clan themselves had more encounters with them than they could count, so he could understand what he was currently going through with the hunter's presence.

"Understood, Vladimir Kalkovhich," he says after catching sound of him introducing himself to Elena. "I hope I pronounced it correctly? Anyways, I'll go find Rosalind and give her the message after we have introduced ourselves properly." Malcolm then politely bowed his head and walked out slowly, choosing to ignore the threat to his sister as he felt she deserved it after getting them into trouble again, and stepped out of the caravan. 

"Blaire. I think that is the tenth time you have gotten us in trouble this year alone!" he says, half joking and half serious, narrowing his eyes towards the main tent. Malcolm's nose was good enough to smell the silver, and making a calculated guess who decided that the hunters were located within the big tent. "Listen, Blaire. I'm going to find this Rosalind. I trust I will see you there--" he starts saying only to cut himself off after noticing his sister has already dashed off to the forest.

Malcolm sighed heavily as he shook his head, wondering what they had gotten themselves into this time. Nonetheless, Blaire wanted this to work, so he would be damned if he didn't at least give it a try. And with that thought in mind, he wondered off towards the big tent near the main tent to find this Rosalind.