That's... Fair. [Molly's voice lilts upwards into a higher register, and the smile plastered on his face gets a little bit tight around the edges. Why would he ever think to bullshit, Caleb, after flat out admitting that Caleb sees right through it? Because he's stupid, that's why. Stupid and desperate and a little preoccupied with how all of this is making him feel.

But there are no Firebolts. No Suggestion spells- and here Molly is keenly aware of where Caleb's hands are at all times, because if he goes for that component bag, he's gonna do everything he can to go straight for the opposite side of the room.]

Well, circumstances... Happened. The circus had a run of trouble and split off, so I'm sort of aimless at the moment. I remembered this being a decent little town. Might be worth putting down roots in.

[He leans in a bit more, finding a throughline he can pursue.] It's been awhile since I was here. I'm curious if anything's changed in the last few months.

[Your move, mind-altering forest bullshit.]