[ He notices that ring, being far more sober (out of the effort of balancing with a new tail, more than anything, but that's not important right now) with only Fish to hold his attention. He gives a shrug, it not being his place to comment directly.

Still with a few silver to give, though. ]

Molly's the love of everyone's life, [ that guy is a whirling dervish of lovable asshattery, ] but it would take someone very special to make him settle down. I've been told that's you.

[ He hasn't even seen Molly yet, still absently stressing over how that will go (if Molly even wants to speak with one of the people who wasn't there to save his life), but that doesn't mean they ever stopped being family. As subtly as he can behind a mild pokerface, Fjord sizes up the person in front of him and will continue to do so for as long as they talk.

He doesn't offer his hand to shake purely because he felt the reaction of doing so with someone else earlier and was blindsided by the intimate moment, but he gives a polite nod instead. ]

I'm a member of Molly's party, the Mighty Nein. My name is Fjord.