start a brand new colony where everything will change

Molly sticks around as the crowd begins to thin, on her feet and heading towards the door with the rest of them, nodding greetings at those she knew before tonight, but with no intention of actually leaving. Even with this part behind them, there's still plenty to be talked about, and stupid or not, she's signed herself up for this. Whatever happens from here on out, this is hers, too. For all that she knew from the moment Stephen mentioned it that there was no real way she could pass up an opportunity like this one, she's not sure she really let that start to sink in, not even when she told him beforehand that she was in. The meeting's done a little to change that, but it's now, waiting for him as the last of the group gathered tonight leaves, that she thinks she's really starting to feel it, better even than she would have expected. No matter how much there is to work out — and it's a hell of a lot, tonight only preliminary, not actually deciding much at all — they can do this. There isn't a doubt in her mind that they can.

Leaning against the door frame, she watches him for a moment, teeth pressing to her lower lip through a smile. She's done a good job tonight of not letting her expression betray too much, neither how excited nor how nervous she was (save for the few instances where it was all but impossible not to laugh), but now she doesn't bother, fondness tinged with amusement written clear as day on her face. She can't help it, though, that there's something both incredibly fucking hot and strangely adorable about listening to him talk about everything they covered tonight, and that having some new material to tease him with is pretty great, too.

She has the sense not to start with that, though, when she does speak up. There really isn't any way she doesn't get to it sooner or later, and they have other things to talk about before she asks what the bit with the animals was about. "So," she says, "I think that went pretty well."