"Small multiverse, you mean?" Qrow laughs, almost in disbelief. It had sounded bad enough coming from the scientists, but it's absolutely absurd from his own mouth. At the same time, his new drinking buddy (he hopes, if they ever find a damn place) has glittering gold-tipped horns and a tail, and tells fortunes. So there's that.

It is interesting to hear that Molly apparently comes from a world that is at least superficially similar to his own. Similar, but definitely different, if Molly is speaking of magic so freely. "How about you, entertainer? You do magic?"

The question sounds off-hand, but there is genuine curiosity in Qrow's eyes. After all, that's a rare skill in Remnant.