Molly looked at him when he asked her what she knew about fighting. She made a face, she had never actually been in fight. The ladies on the island tended to do battle with words, not fists. Although, she had worked for a short period as a bar maid and got pretty good at dodging the odd fist. A couple times, she had gotten hit, sometimes, she'd throw herself at them. Something about hitting a girl they didn't intend to fight, always made the men forget about what they were doing. She made a fist with her hands and widened her stance slightly... Beyond that, she didn't know much. She laughed and shook her head, "I don't know how fight..."