[ Once Caleb has the pizza, Molly settles down again, snuggling into the oversized Fjord hoodie she's wearing and drinking for her beer. The magic talk sounds impressive and all, but she doesn't understand much about it other than that it sounded hopeful with that 'Plane Shift' idea.

At the question of beer, she holds out one with a grin and curls her tail around their wizard's hips for some nice contact. ]

Relax, darling. No more magic things or writing. Just us and the food.

[ She gives Caleb a wink. ]

We were talking about ho we missed you in this bed, like before.