[Well, Molly's not wrong about that, and Ren sighs loudly and rubs the back of his hair, flopping back against the chair in the absence of his own drink to grouch into.]

What a boring way to live. [At least when he used to want to snuff out any light in his own darkness, he did it in an entertaining way.] But I guess in the end, they're not really hurting anyone but themselves...even if they're disappointing.

[A tilt of the head and a last little bit of pouting before he seems to let it go and instead sidle towards the topic of personal circumstance.] So I know your name, but what do I call what you are? I'm pretty sure you're not a human...

[Unless humans are normally purple and horned where Molly comes from, which would be amazing, but seems implausible.]