"Oh, okay," Molly says, just barely biting back a laugh, though the sound of her voice and the curl of her mouth both betray her amusement anyway. It's an unexpected answer, but maybe it shouldn't be. Either way, she doesn't really care, and that's kind of enjoyable in its own right. She has, over these past few years, become self-conscious about her body in a way she never was before this place, and wasn't when they were together the first time, either. But she can be only half-dressed around him now and entirely comfortable with that. When they've been living together for months now, and sleeping together for longer than that, she thinks it probably ought to have stopped seeming so noteworthy, but it's a good thing, so she'll take it regardless.

She takes a seat on the couch, not entirely certain how she wants to play this, but enjoying the attention for the moment while she figures that out. "Guess I can just stay like this, then."