Lee closes the door behind them and comes out of his coat, turning to hang it up in the closet. It's still odd to him that Molly would be so confident in all that, if only because it's something that Lee had to fall into, in Darrow. It's like the Fleet in that way. Not that he wishes he hadn't started on this path, or that he has plans to course correct, but it reminds him of a time when being a pilot, being Galactica's CAG was the only real option.

He'd jumped back in a Viper just before Darrow, and that's difficult to forget.

"Maybe it's better if we don't get ahead of ourselves," he says, holding out a hand to take Molly's coat too. He doesn't know if she's just stopping off before heading home, but he figures he should hang it up anyway.