[That pretty much covers it, in Molly's eyes. All a farce and he can't tell what anyone at all was thinking. it's too much information, too much to live with in this moment. What do you do with everything?
[The answer Childe would have to give to that question (what do you do with everything?) is not one Molly would want to hear, right now or possibly ever. Fortunately, Childe's aware of that--and aware that, in truth, there is no good answer for him to give.
So he reaches out, putting a hand on Molly's shoulder.]
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It's all a bit too heavy, unreal still.]
So what now?
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So he reaches out, putting a hand on Molly's shoulder.]
Now, we keep searching for answers.