It was a silly thought, Rena realized, the thought of two barmaids dancing together in the pub. It certainly wasn't a usual sight and though she'd said the statement half-jokingly, she would have done it without hesitation. One of the gifts Rena had acquired since her arrival in Greenville was the ability to shrug off concerns of what people thought of her. After all, she'd been around long enough that people knew her and respected her. And while she might not have known the significance of her offer to Molly, she did value the exchange all the same; while she was friendly with many, she had few actual friends. It was nice to share this moment with someone.
"No worries," Rena replied, waving off the apology. "It's late, we've been working, you've the right to be tired!" She laughed softly, wondering exactly how late it was. She tended to lose track of time once it got late, the hours bleeding into one another seamlessly. "I'm sure we will. My, won't we be busy, swimming, writing, dancing," she observed with a smile, though there was a measure of contentment in that smile, knowing there was a promise of interesting things on the horizon.