"I didn't hurt the door." she said, looking at Micah, holding up her hands, palm forward. She was totally innocent in that one. Her eyes flicked to Jake, jaw slacking slightly as she watched him. Alright, the was kind of creepy. Molly had beat on a lot of people, but she'd never killed any of them. Mostly she just punched them, and they survived. It wasn't like she had pulled the trigger that killed her parents.
Why the man teleported into the room, she wasn't overly surprised. So he had powers too. "Who'r you callin' miniature?" she said defensively. He wasn't that much shorter than him....much. Just wait until she actually grew.
Jake was really starting to creep her out. He was cool and all, but she wasn't really expecting the killing, and the foul language. She looked from the man, who seemed to know Micah, to Jake, and then to Micah. "...I was just going to throw him out the door." she said in response to the killing thing. Wasn't killing taking it just a bit to far?
Eyes still glowing purple, and still in a slightly defensive position, Molly looked to Micah. "Do you know this guy?"