"Let's hope not." Harry was not Mab's biggest fan. Mab was not Harry's biggest fan. Things tended to go south super fast when Mab was around. Things tended to go south when Harry was around, too, but he was a little less obvious about it than The Winter Queen.
"It's good to see you too, Molly." Harry flashed a smile. He'd known Molly since she was a kid. He'd seen her grow up, and come into her own. She was a young woman now, and she'd been through hell and come out the other side. She was strong and beautiful, and wicked powerful as wizards went.
Especially with the Winter Mantle..."You doing okay, really?" he asked her. He was her mentor. He felt a little bit of personal responsibility for her. Not because he was her Winter Knight and she was his Lady. But because she was Molly. He'd fought side by side with her father many times. He cared for her, regardless of the wizarding side of things. That was just bonus.