[his eyebrows lift just a little bit. Not just at his words but at the way the other man seems insistent on coaxing him out, especially now he has a hold of his hand]
If you really think it's for my own good...
[...he will relinquish his grip and let Molly's tug float him into the middle of the space. He still doesn't seem entirely convinced, but... it's another way of flying? And flying still fascinates him a bit, though his head still tilts a little]
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If you really think it's for my own good...
[...he will relinquish his grip and let Molly's tug float him into the middle of the space. He still doesn't seem entirely convinced, but... it's another way of flying? And flying still fascinates him a bit, though his head still tilts a little]
...or is it a poor decision, which is it?