Regardless of how the leech seemed to appear, whatever her attitude Molly was a sensitive. Without trying she could pick up on energies and magic being used around her but that extended towards emotions. Someone would have to be actively warding against it to lock her out entirely, but add in Molly's greatest fear these days and just having had a year scared off of her life and she knew if only on an instinctual level the animosity that was directed right back at her.
She stopped a pace or two away from the front door she'd been making for to not entirely sneer over her shoulder at Phaedra, but it was darn close. Her whole body was tense, ready for that fight or flight that could come in a heartbeat.
"You don't talk about Bill. Not to me. You don't talk to me at all. You don't even know me. Stay away from me."