"I'm Molly." She waved her mostly good hand. "A wall had a difference of opinion with my arm. I lost. The wing is doubly broken and I can neither glide nor fly. I'm not well grounded." Molly gave up on her attempt to draw.
"Are you the fruit of the man who is too tall and wore a kilt? I thought I saw you side by side. Two by two on this ark and we've no dove to seek land."