[ He watches Fjord kiss his hand with wonder, and then turns it like he's expecting a mark on his skin. There's a shaky smile there, because it feels nice. Soft, just like the expression of the man's face.
The man - Fjord - asks if he wants to get back in the bed, and Molly looks up at it. It had scared the hell out of him to wake up in an unknown bed like that, but it is cold. He's not even wearing any clothes? Confused, he touches his own chest a bit, scars traced under his fingers.
Finally, he looks up at Fjord again and gives a small nod. Maybe being in the bed will be less disconcerting? ]
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The man - Fjord - asks if he wants to get back in the bed, and Molly looks up at it. It had scared the hell out of him to wake up in an unknown bed like that, but it is cold. He's not even wearing any clothes? Confused, he touches his own chest a bit, scars traced under his fingers.
Finally, he looks up at Fjord again and gives a small nod. Maybe being in the bed will be less disconcerting? ]