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Where as Molly was paying more attention to Ripley and their conversation than where she was stepping, but luckily, (dumb) luck saw her through. The next tile she absent mindedly stood on was safe. "Mhm!" She chirped. "Oh, um, Ohio! In the States..." Molly then gasped, delighted. "Canada!" She echoed. "I heard that it's a magical place, and everyone is really happy and polite! I wish I could have gone..." She paused for a moment. "The closet I ever got was Alaska...! For a mission...but we didn't run into anyone..."

Molly's brows furrowed in thought, and clearly going to Alaska was comparable to going to Canada. Clearly. "Oh, yes! You do!" Molly smiled and made a 'pinch' gesture. "A little one! I like it a lot! It's adorable!" Molly then looked embarrassed. "Ah, I'm sorry, I meant classy! It suits you very well!" She then pointed to the next stairs. "We're almost to the princess!"

"Yes...interesting..." Molly echoed, albeit softly and with a touch of absent-mindedness to it, and was eager to move away from the subject. She smiled at Ripley sheepishly, since he caught onto her slip, and climbed the stairs with him, pleased as punch with the great progress they were making so far. Upon reaching the top, Molly's gaze immediately skimmed over the two, though it settled on the golem Ripley was going to get.

"Oh my gosh, it's Abbi!" Molly exclaimed happily. "How exciting!" She then whipped her head around to the golem she needed to rescue, but quickly choked, and slapped a hand over her mouth to stare. It was Dakota...in a lovely princess dress. This wasn't good...Molly wanted to laugh, but that seemed really mean! But...Dakota in a dress...oh gosh.

Molly was a bit rid, and coughed to clear her throat as she approached the golem. "W-well!" Her voice was a bit high pitched. "You just need to open the manacles...but um, be careful! Because if you fumble it um...harms you and the princess." Snap was the sound as Molly successfully got one undone.

But because Ripley's tone had been so sure and smooth and sauve before, it was easy, even for Molly, to pick up on the nervous edge. She simply smiled at him though, a bit of a knowing smile. "Abbi talked about you a lot when I sparred with her!" She informed him cheerfully. "She said you're an...um...oh-to-me...catch?" Her brows furrowed, and then Molly looked incredibly worried as she stared at Ripley. "I'm not playing the game, am I?" She asked in a hushed whisper. This was Abbi's thing, and she didn't want to wreck Abbi's 'game'.

"Eh...heh..." Molly was still fighting not to smile or laugh at Dakota golem's expense, and instead settled for an awkward smile...well, until Ripley's innocent question anyways. Luckily Molly had already gotten the last manacle off before she choked and sputtered and then turned really red. She whipped around to face the trainee, waving her hands wildly. "N-no, he's not!" She cried. "He's one of my best friends! P-Plus he's now engaged to one of my other good friends here on Deus! I don't have a boyfriend! W-well, I don't think I do--but maybe--No! No, I don't!" Molly then laughed, all too nervously, and turned to face the stairs back down.

"Y-you're almost there, Ripley!" She encouraged squeakily.

"O-oh yes, quite a lot! She seems very fond of you! Uh...I think it's a game...?" She smiled, and then looked absolutely horrified as Ripley set off one of the manacles. "Oh my gosh! Are you alright!?" Molly skittered over to the trainee, helicoptering over him in concern until he soldiered on and got a hold of his golem. "I'm so sorry!" She wailed. If she'd just been quiet, maybe Ripley wouldn't have fudged his thing...

Now that they could go, though, Molly took the Dakota golem by the hand and started to lead it back the way they came. She paused before going down the stairs though, and looked at Ripley with an equally baffled, if not horrified and embarrassed look. "I...I don't think so! I...I don't know! Um...ah..." An awkward pause. "We're almost done, Ripley!" She suddenly exclaimed, and jerked the golem down the stairs and practically flew across the Death Sweeper room again, warding off all the traps with her lance.

"Avoid what?" Molly cried over her shoulder, brows knitting briefly in concern as Ripley's princess seemed a little more worse for wear. Gosh, she crossed her fingers and hoped they'd make it through the shadow run together...he was so close! Still pretty much dragging the Dakota-golem along, Molly plowed through all the shadowlings in her path once they swept through the shadow run again. "We're almost there, Ripley! You can do it!"

The trainee cleared the entry-exit, and immediately whirled around, giving the golem whip-lash as she anxiously and worriedly waited to see Ripley come out.

What’s that, Ripley? Enabling her not to talk about it? Alrighty then! It was dropped like a hot potato, in favor of something easier and exciting to focus on at the moment.

The trainee let out a loud gasp as Ripley came out of the tower, with his golem in tow, looking worse for wear, but still in tact. Molly’s hands then came up to cup her cheeks as she squealed loudly. From their talk earlier, it seemed Ripley had just accomplished something pretty awesome. “YOU DID IT!” She cried. “Congratulations! You passed the most challenging training course on your first try at the trainee level!” She cheered, and was actually very open for a hug, which she returned, squeezing the trainee, until he lifted her off her feet, anyways.

Then she clung to him like a cat, letting out a surprised squeal as her eyes went comically wide. She was going to crush him. That was always her worry.

Molly seemed much more at ease once she was put back on the ground, and smiled at the young man. “O-oh no, it’s alright! Just surprised me, that’s all!” To show him that it was indeed okay, she pulled him into another big hug, and rocked back and forth with him excitedly, still very caught up in the happiness and excitement for him. “Also, now that you’ve finished this, and if you have a mission completed as well, you can go get a runic item!” She informed cheerfully, and then released him, giving him one last squeeze before she clasped her fingers together over her stomach.

“Oh goodness, no!” She insisted with a giggle. “It’s your skill that got you through!” She blinked before she beamed wider at him. “Oh, I’d love that! Thank you so much!”