it is in between the cages

He knows the humans' words. Whether he came knowing them or gleaned them along the way is irrelevant, immaterial.

I love you, he screams at Jin, wordlessly, I love you and this is what they call it and I know you cared about them, so much, or just her, you loved her, it's different but it's the same, isn't it the same--

But Malos cannot love, does not love. He can only commit, tragically and completely. He can only serve and support - that language he speaks is tender, but its silent sounds clash mightily against absent feedback his core demands.