Two tieflings that look like qunari standing upon a short wall hugging, it is a funny sight to anyone passing by but Molly doesn't care. He has never cared much before. He likes being weird, outlandish, a mess of colors that sets him apart from the crowd.

"Good, you look absolutely adorable when you blush."

Molly grins as she wraps her arms around him to return the hug, glancing at her with unbridled affection. It's funny how attached he got, isn't it? He wouldn't have thought this is where his road would lead that day he invited them all to the circus.

"Of course, only the best for my dear friends," One last kiss to the top of her head, "And you, sweet Jester, are one of my most dearest friends."