[ He'll never get over being called a holy man, it's like getting a new haircut and forgetting until someone points it out. Eldritch Blast fingerguns find Molly and he winks on his way to begin said raid. ]
I'm a bad boy doing good things.
[ Finding a jar of onion sauce to dip his apple-stuffed sausages in (he's gross), he slides the plate between them on the counter and slumps there munching away, inhaling the first in three bites. Onto his second, he speaks up. ]
Really though, why were you sitting on the floor?
[ Just because Fjord doesn't harass people to death over their secrets doesn't mean he isn't still intrigued, along with being mildly worried about Molly. He takes care to be casual about asking, not wanting to seem overbearing when what Molly really sought out down here was space. ]
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I'm a bad boy doing good things.
[ Finding a jar of onion sauce to dip his apple-stuffed sausages in (he's gross), he slides the plate between them on the counter and slumps there munching away, inhaling the first in three bites. Onto his second, he speaks up. ]
Really though, why were you sitting on the floor?
[ Just because Fjord doesn't harass people to death over their secrets doesn't mean he isn't still intrigued, along with being mildly worried about Molly. He takes care to be casual about asking, not wanting to seem overbearing when what Molly really sought out down here was space. ]