No matter how long it's been, Molly's done this enough that stepping blindly back towards her bed is easy, instinctive, not requiring too much attention on her part. There's nothing she'll trip over, no real chance of her miscalculating the distance. Hell, she trusts him enough not to worry about that, what's kind of the point of all of this in the first place, the reason it's him here and not someone else. Even then, it still leaves her with enough else to focus on, like trying not to think about why that's so important and instead just how good it feels to be doing this in the first place. It isn't quite like coming back to herself, not like she'd hoped, but given that, not long ago, she wouldn't have even been physically capable of this, it's a fucking good start.