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Even Molly couldn’t help but notice that it was…really quiet around Deus lately. She knew what that meant, usually. A mission of some sorts…

Her brows furrowed with worry as she came down the stairs of the dorms, down to the first floor. Hopefully it wasn’t a super dangerous mission…hopefully everyone would come back okay. She probably should have been there…but someone needed to stay behind to do the little jobs here on the Island! Besides, she also felt like she needed to help out one of the newest Trainees who had woken up a while ago. He was why she was on the first floor, actually.

Molly stopped in front of Dylon’s door, and smoothed out her coat before she lightly knocked on his door.

Dylon’s smile was answered with another smile, a bright beaming one. “Hello Dylon!” She chirped, and canted her head to the side.

“I hope you don’t mind me, but I came to check up on you…” She trailed off for a moment, and then looked horrified. “Ah, I mean, it’s not that I don’t think you’re capable, because I’m more than certain you are! I just…since you’re new I want to make sure you’re doing okay and that you’re settling okay and—“

Molly stopped fretting as he assured her, and at his words, she couldn’t help but blush from the embarrassment of their good nature and shake her head. “Oh, it’s not out of my way at all!” She assured him. “I’m happy to help, anyway I can! It’s no problem at all…you’re welcome!” As Dylon asked if she wanted to come in, Molly took a small step, and lingered in the door way, looking over his room. Living in an apartment, but also having been awake for 2 years, Molly still couldn’t get use to how bare the rooms were when they first started off…

“Plans…?” She echoed. “Oh, no, I don’t have any plans! Well, just to come see how you’re settling in!” She smiled. “Is there anything you need? Is something missing? Do you want a tour or anything…?”

Molly clasped her hands together and beamed widely. “Oh, of course!” She cried. As soon as Dylon had his boots on, Molly then took him for a tour, complete with more note cards. Of course, the dorms, the main building, the cafeteria, the labs, the Canon Cats (most important), the sleeper pods, the training grounds, the training courses to get runic weapon clearance, the underwater observation post, her favorite beachline and so on and so forth. If Dylon had any questions, Molly tried to answer them to the best of her note cards’ abilities…

The tour though, ended on the second floor of the dorms, at the apartment Molly live in with Candace. She beamed at Dylon as she unlocked the door.

“And this is where I live! This is Miss Candace’s apartment, and she lets me live with her!” She informed him, with much fondness in her voice. “She’s a full Hunter, and full Hunters live on the second floor.”

Molly would have easily handed over the cards if asked. After all, she probably had more where those came from, because she was prone to losing and forgetting things. “They do!” She agreed cheerfully, and as soon as she was in, she immediately slipped off her boots and placed them by the door. “Ah…Oh, yes please!” She sent an apologetic smile his way for the inconvenience of taking off his shoes in the apartment. Such a travesty.

“You can take off your coat too if you’d like!” She informed him, pulling off her own coat and hanging it on a rack nearby, along with her scarf. “Well…there isn’t much to show you here! There’s the kitchen…” She pointed. “Bathroom, the bed room, and this is the living room area!” She exclaimed, throwing her hands into the air happily as they were standing in it.

After that much smaller tour, Molly wandered off into the kitchen, but paused once her sock-clad feed hit the tiles. She spun on her heel, facing the young man as she rolled up the sleeves of her button up sweater. “A fair amount, I think!” She replied. “I’m here during the days a lot when I’m not on duty, or off the Island…more often than not, during the evenings though, I’m spending them with Jeremy, in room 117…” She paused. “My off days…? Oh! Well, I read…um, knit, uh…go seagull hunting, clean, bake, spend more time with the Canon Cats…and well, as you spend more time here, you’ll earn ‘leave’ days, and you can go off the island and go anywhere in the world you want…as well as earn your monthly wages for things you want to bring back!”

Molly beamed brightly. “Ah…well…it depends on what Miss Candace is doing! Sometimes she can be around regularly, sometimes she’ll be gone for a while, and only be back in time for bed…that’s what happens when you’re as responsible and sought after as Miss Candace.”

“Ah…yes…” For a moment, Molly’s warm smile turned into one of worry. “That happens every so often…it means there’s a really big mission in progress…and well…when everyone comes back….they don’t always come back the way they left…” Or at all. Molly’s brows pinched, but not wanting to drag Dylon down, or worry him, and shook her head and continued. “But that’s what those who left behind are here for! To keep things running and to be ready to tend to those when they come back!” Her smile was warm again.

“But…oh! I’m sorry, I’m blabbering…um, would you like something to drink? I can make coffee, or tea, or there’s juice boxes, and milk and water and orange juice…and um…if you’re hungry I can make you a grilled ham and cheese or there’s cupcakes!” Molly then Vanna White’d all the plates of cupcakes all over the counters. "Or you can have both!"

Dylon gaped at Molly, and Molly gaped at Dylon. She waved her freckled hands, blushing lightly from being flustered. “Oh no, no!” She started. “You’re my guest!” She squeaked. “I couldn’t ask you to cook! I invited you here!” Apparently this was a tennis match of courtesy and who was going to cook.

“Please! I insist! I don’t mind at all!”