"Don't really have anyone else. I mean, I'm probably going to get away eventually, 'cause when I was older I was hanging out with you and stuff, but old me didn't leave any instructions for young me to do anything." She wasn't treated like being a mutant was a bad thing, just that it was... not ideal. As if she were a puppy that was really good at getting out of its collar.
Molly's fork came down on the roll and came away with the entire monstrosity. After a moment of consideration, she put it back on the plate and managed to cut off a more reasonable bit. "D'you remember much of anything?"