Mollie hadn't realized just how quickly she had gone after the Doctor until she slammed into his solid back and felt the muscles beneath his patchwork jacket press firmly against her. He was a bit like an unyielding wall, which was ridiculously good for her in this particular situation seeing as she would have fallen to along drawn out death had she simply fallen into the bottomless abyss.<br/><br/>Making sure not to grope the man, no matter how much she may have wanted to since he had complained about it before, she gingerly set her hands on his back and peeked around his arm in time to see him drop something important looking and shiny into the black expanse. Holding her breath, she waited...and waited...and waited some more. Nothing. "Balls," she muttered under her breath.<br/><br/>The Doctor confirmed it only moments later, dusted off his hands and brushed past her. What...? Mollie's eyes bugged out as she watched the man take a running leap, float through the air in what seemed like slow motion, and land on the other side of the void before encouraging her to do the same. Opening her mouth, she was about to yell back to him and ask if he was mad again, but then she thought better of it.<br/><br/>Mollie's jaw clicked shut, and turning away from the door, she shook her head slightly as she paced back to the far side of the room. "What the hell?" She muttered again in resignation. She should be fine, right? The Doctor had turned the low level localized anti-gravity generation, after all. Turning around, she took a deep breath and sprinted for the door, leaping at the last possible moment.<br/><br/>As she floated across the rift, she wobbled and scrabbled and attempted to run through the air. Somehow the Doctor had made this all look incredibly graceful, and Mollie sincerely doubted that she looked at all graceful. It felt like an eternity that she was in the air, but, hey, at least she was still in the air!<br/><br/>Blowing her blonde hair out if her eyes, she touched down on the other side in front the Doctor. Looking the dark haired man up and down, she put on airs, drawing herself up and marching ahead a few steps. "Well, come on now." Stopping dead in her tracks she looked around, then had the grace to drop her shoulders and look sheepish as she glanced back. "So which way do we go?"