[Yasha gives them both a pretty bland look at that. She doesn't need to know and she fears any comment on it will provoke Molly into saying something more, just because he can.
With a small sigh, Yasha scoops Molly up and over her shoulder, holding him there in a fireman carry. She looks at Fish and nods.]
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With a small sigh, Yasha scoops Molly up and over her shoulder, holding him there in a fireman carry. She looks at Fish and nods.]
Now he can't distract you.