[ Now appraised of the relationship between Molly and Fish, his friend's fiancé, Fjord has flashbacks to his time spent as Molly's roommate and he resolves never to stay in a house Molly owns with a lover. Nope. Fjord actually likes to get some sleep. ]

Thank you, I'll see about visiting if ... if Molly wants me there.

[ The paranoia has built up in his head to a background fever-pitch: of Molly an undead, or mind-controlled, or simply hating Fjord for not being there to protect him and wanting nothing more to do with their friendship. Fjord would rather avoid that conversation forever. ]

The Chroma is replenished the same way a spell would be by a long rest, only by touch?

[ That's very much an upturned question in his voice. ]