"Oh God, I hope so," she said, surprisingly fervently and equally impulsively. They were heading in to a battle, as soon as she returned, and the horrors Molly had seen were... significant, but she knew that they didn't compare to what she was about to experience. At least, not the ones she could remember. And Molly insanely, fervently hoped that she would come back with everyone that she went out with on that field.

...but then, saying anything like that would be near to Explaining and... she's not sure she's ready to do that yet. And that's why, not one heartbeat later, she turned to Sharpe, injected a slight impishness that she didn't feel into her tone, and asked, "Why? What did Harry tell you about our work?"