[Molly is constantly restless, like a caged tiger, in Wonderland. He doesn't like being in the same place for very long and this has gone on for months- longer than the time he's spent with the Nein, even. And he's alone, which is worse. He doesn't have that comfort and solidarity of a group and lacking clear goals in a place with nowhere to be aimless is essentially as good as a prison. There are people he likes, but they're just as trapped as he is and some of them have things they want to accomplish and do and he lacks any interest in anything but getting out and doesn't have the brains to contribute anything.
He takes a lot of walks is what it amounts to.
The lake is small, but it still make him think of the Ustaloch and how everything started. The sound of croaking frogs doesn't really help. Alas, poor Kylre.
He steps onto the dock a few feet, selects a spot to sit and plops down, cross-legged observing Misty's strange, tearful behavior with the frogs on the shore.] Too many frogs and not enough princes, then? I feel that. [He gives her a wry half-smile from his perch.]
the lake
He takes a lot of walks is what it amounts to.
The lake is small, but it still make him think of the Ustaloch and how everything started. The sound of croaking frogs doesn't really help. Alas, poor Kylre.
He steps onto the dock a few feet, selects a spot to sit and plops down, cross-legged observing Misty's strange, tearful behavior with the frogs on the shore.] Too many frogs and not enough princes, then? I feel that. [He gives her a wry half-smile from his perch.]