"I'm... tired, too," Molly says, not seeing any sense in trying to talk around that. Even if she tried to, it would probably be apparent enough. For all that she's always been good at compartmentalizing, at acting fine when she's anything but, this exhaustion has settled deep in her bones, nothing she's been able to shake in the months since she woke up in an empty bed, suddenly a single parent. Hell, she hadn't really been okay before that. It was just the wakeup call she needed to start doing something about it. "Work is pretty much always crazy, and I've had a lot to take care of outside of that, so it's... a lot."

Her smile a touch wry, she lifts the cup in front of her. "Thus, caffeine."