Three months was a very short time for so much to have happened to one person and Molly listened with growing horror. The encephalitis would have been enough to floor anyone, but Will had gotten up, recovered and whole again only to be knocked down again. Molly had heard of the nightmare realm that a few people had gotten caught up in, but she'd only heard of it in passing. Now, feeling how real it still was for him, she was grateful she hadn't been pulled in too.

None of that made the impact of the way Will was feeling any less for her. His cut off words when he called the experience 'unpleasant' covered panic and anxiety so thick Molly could taste it on the back of her tongue. He was squeezing her hand and she squeezed back, trying to offer as much support as she could.

He started to ease back from those feelings when he mentioned Kagura, the memories causing a wave of comfort in Molly that she wished she could give to Will. She settled for words instead.

"That place you went to...the shadow place...what you did there was what you had to do. I know what that's like. And I'm so sorry you have those memories now." She confessed. There was no sense in telling him it wasn't real - he knew that already and it wouldn't make any difference. Some things are written so large on your mind that you can never really let them go completely. But you could, if you were determined enough, bury them under the weight of good memories, and that was something Molly knew she wanted to be part of.

Molly watched his profile as they walked and tried a small smile. "But I am so, so glad you decided to go to Kagura. I've been here for a year and that one decision to go there too was the best one I've ever made."