Yeah, those are things that Molotov does not require... right now. You never know when you'll become a zombie in these parts. Maybe one day, Vriska will need to feed Molotov some brains!!!

And aw, Vriska, savor it! Someday, you will feel the same about your dark red person. Nepeta had explained troll love once, Molotov didn't really get it. "Well, neither have I," she says, "but I have been on yachts, which are basically cruise ships except only one person owns them. A really rich man, usually, and sometimes I get to kill him and take command of his staff, the ones that haven't jumped overboard. Anyway, there is a pool and good food, and all kinds of other interesting things. Good for just a bit of relaxing, you know?"