[Molly's face journey has been a wonderful sight to behold as of right now. He was leering in that anticharismatic way of his at his potential "mark," only to suddenly become surprised by the sudden explosion of goblin girl, only to immediately go to delighted at seeing her, and then to go immediately concerned, because... What the fuck?]
Nott?! [And then:] What the fuck do you think I'm doing here? Trying to... run... something. [He almost said something vaguely incriminating about what he was trying to do- fish for information and maybe con a few folks- but all eyes are on them now, and that's dangerous.] I would've brought you in, but I didn't know you were here.
[Molly is also pointedly avoiding the dead triceratops in the room. He knows the last time Nott would have seen him, he was being stabbed to death on a road during that ill-fated raid, and that for him this is basically his fucking afterlife. And-
And then his face journey finds another path- deep-rooted despair. He doesn't know how it all ended at all, does he? Did Nott die too? Are any of them left alive? He grips the edge of the table and swallows a sudden surge of bile.]
i'm crying.
Nott?! [And then:] What the fuck do you think I'm doing here? Trying to... run... something. [He almost said something vaguely incriminating about what he was trying to do- fish for information and maybe con a few folks- but all eyes are on them now, and that's dangerous.] I would've brought you in, but I didn't know you were here.
[Molly is also pointedly avoiding the dead triceratops in the room. He knows the last time Nott would have seen him, he was being stabbed to death on a road during that ill-fated raid, and that for him this is basically his fucking afterlife. And-
And then his face journey finds another path- deep-rooted despair. He doesn't know how it all ended at all, does he? Did Nott die too? Are any of them left alive? He grips the edge of the table and swallows a sudden surge of bile.]