Molly and Dutch got into a fight once more, and afterward, Dutch sat smoking his cigar in his tent while Molly sat at the edge of the camp, tears streaming down her cheeks and leaving her eyes glossy. Naturally, no one bothered to inquire about their whereabouts, preferring to avoid provoking any of them as they appeared to be quite angry even now.

However, you made the decision to see how Molly was doing. The two of you got along well and spent a lot of time together when Dutch was not at camp or busy. She seemed pretty tense and irritated once you got close to her, sniffling every now and then. "What do you want..." With a harsh tone, Molly took a drag from her cigarette and spoke without looking at you.