"At least there's that," Molly says with a heavy exhale, shaking her head. The way things have been going here, an outcome like that makes him pretty goddamn lucky, as strange as it is to think so. She still can hardly wrap her head around it, that and the rest of what she knows he must have been dealing with over the past few days, rhinos and whatever else, but at least he's alright. At least that's something to focus on that isn't another fucking death. "You wanna grab something to eat with me, maybe have a beer? I can go dress shopping later." She cracks a small, crooked grin. "Unless you feel like helping me pick one out."