molly catchall

[fergalicious]

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[fergalicious]

Hearts? That's particular. If you're not being messed with, that's evidence?

[ But it's strange that only those three can see it.

She taps her chin. ]

More appearing is what's throwing me off.

[headmt]

Evidence-- I don't know. I haven't ruled out "messed with." Everything here is messing with us, in the end.

[fergalicious]

[ She laughs, but she also sighs. ]

Are you unhappy, Molly?

[headmt]

[He pauses, because - Well, they haven't been very sincere much, but.]

I wouldn't say this is my favorite turn of events. I . . . knew a deal like this always has some terrible catch, but I was hoping. I don't know what I was hoping.

[fergalicious]

[ Yeah. Who needs sincerity when you can just make out or bang instead? ]

You were hoping the shoe dropping didn't involve death. With most of my experiences with a wish-granting anything, there usually is some kind of death.

[headmt]

[He just nods at the first part. Yeah. That's what he'd been hoping.]

It was either that, or I thought to myself I could handle it. And it seems that it's harder to carry than I thought.

[fergalicious]

[ She hums and then offers both her hands out to him. ]

The greater the reward, the greater the risk. You don't have to carry it alone.

[headmt]

[She can have both of his tattooed hands in return. One with the golden crown of pride, the other, a red eye in the head of a snake.]

That is the general wisdom. But you've had wish granting experience before?

[fergalicious]

[ She's going to tug him, guiding them away from the elevator, if he lets her. ]

Mm-hmm. Sometimes, a Holy Grail falls into your lap.

[headmt]

[He isn't resisting going anywhere, especially away from Cursed Illusion Elevator.]

Ah, yes, the surprise enchanted object, I assume? Who among us hasn't found one of those. [Lightly, but] Did it work for you?

[fergalicious]

[ Thanks for following her lead, Molly. She's going to take him somewhere more comfy. His question makes her still for a second, and she can't hide the emotions that flickers across her expression. She doesn't really care to hide what looks like anger? Regret? Uncertainty? Disdain.

Ugh. ]

For a while, it did. [ She lets go of his hand to gesture at the base. ] And I'm here, aren't I?