"I dunno. Maybe. One day. I keep thinking that the others will show up and I can just run off with them, but everyone who gets here just wants to make kissy faces at other people, and it's gross." Maybe it was something in the air. Something in the water. She didn't know. It wasn't anything she liked to imagine happening to her. Molly remembered having strong squishy feelings for someone, but she couldn't remember who.
"Do you have that? People that don't want Jedis to be Jedis?" It may have seemed coarse, but Molly was interested in all things, and didn't know how to shut her mouth besides.