[ Because Molly is decidedly an asshole sometimes, he lets Eddie stew for a good moment or so before breaking out into an easy laugh. ]

Calm down, darling. Information, is what I'm currently accepting.

[ Considering the gleam in his eyes, that may not necessarily be any more reassuring. Molly rests his chin on his threaded hands, still watching him a bit too intently, but the smirk has at least settled down a few notches. ]

Anything you feel the need to share that you find interesting. I'm not picky.