At first, Molly keeps busy as she listens to Lee start to speak, moving to the cupboard for a glass to the freezer for ice to the sink for water. Even now, after the way he left her yesterday, a part of her feels guilty for it, especially once he starts apologizing, but it seems like her best shot at not falling apart yet, and despite being a room away, she really doesn't want to start crying in front of Lee. Maybe she's just delaying the inevitable, but at least it'll buy her a little time. They should be able to talk about this without being derailed by her being a goddamn mess anyway, and chances are, that's all that would happen. Upset as she is right now, it's not an attempt to spare his feelings. If he feels bad about leaving, she doesn't fucking care. After a night spent waiting for him, though, after not even being able to finish packing a bag, she wants to try to keep what dignity she can.

He gets to the part about his fiancée having been pregnant, though, and she stops, leaning back against the sink, her head in her hands, glass abandoned on the counter beside her. In a sick, twisted way, it's perfect, really, his own history with this sort of thing sounding like it's about as fucked up as hers is. She couldn't have known that yesterday, though, and, God, does she wish he'd told her then. That's all she'd really wanted, for him to talk to her. At least he finally is now, but what he has to say is still pretty far from reassuring. If that's how things were before, and he took off last night the way he did, she's not sure how she's supposed to expect this to turn out any differently.

For a long few moments, she's silent, not much more inclined to talk than she was when he first came in. Eventually, though, she has to say something, even if the sound of her voice gives away just how difficult it is for her to try to keep it together. "So what are those circumstances?" she asks. "Because you told me you weren't ready, too, and I'm not sure the world's gonna end again this time. It's not like... I'm not gonna try to trap you or force you into anything. If you want to walk away again, walk away. I just need to know if I'm dealing with this on my own or not."