Lee walks into the church, and Kara doesn't know how much she believes that if he was a Cylon, he wouldn't be able to cross the doorway. She's not really examining it; there's monsters outside, the church is clear, so getting them in the church is the first priority.

It's all she's got. She's fallen back on her training, because otherwise there's facing what she's done, and it's not something she can do. Once they're inside and the door's shut behind them, she scans the room, even as the other refugees stare at all three of them. Holstering her gun, Kara looks back at Molly and Lee, and runs a hand down her face, moving down to sit in an empty pew, her eyes tired and empty, her hand slipping in her pocket to feel the sticky dogtags there.