[Molly nods, satisfied, tucking his chin against his chest as he traces patterns in the stars and isn't remotely surprised that they're not the same ones that Gustav once showed him. Lady Abigail finishes her web, announces that she needs to rest, and that they'll return home in the morning. She'll explain what she saw on the way back- she needs to think on it.
Once the lady is asleep, Molly pushes himself back onto his elbows.] The reason I ask is I wonder who she's reaching out to when she does all of that. [He points at Abigail, who is dead to the world in slumber.]
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Once the lady is asleep, Molly pushes himself back onto his elbows.] The reason I ask is I wonder who she's reaching out to when she does all of that. [He points at Abigail, who is dead to the world in slumber.]