"If I choose to take that as a compliment, is that proving your point?" Molly asks, feigning seriousness, her nose wrinkling slightly as she glances over at him. All things considered, it doesn't make much difference one way or the other, especially with something so ridiculous having brought the subject up in the first place. It's just never really had to be a concern of hers, at least, in most instances, and she doesn't want to think about the situations where that's not the case when, really, she prefers it this way. She could think too little of herself and be bogged down by all the shit she's been through and done, or she could keep going, the way she always has.

Turning the key in the lock, she pushes the door open, gesturing with one arm for him to go inside. "And here we are."