Though maybe it shouldn't be, the arm around her shoulders is unexpected, and for just a moment, it's too overwhelming for Molly to do anything about. This is all she'd really wanted when she talked to him last night. It might not be that simple now, with everything that's happened since she told him, since he came back this morning, but it's the first thing since she took that stupid fucking test yesterday that's felt the least bit right at all. Being here now, it doesn't change or fix the situation they're in. She's no less uncertain about what to do, or how to get over his having left yesterday. If there's one thing she does know, though, it's that she doesn't want to do this without him if she doesn't have to, and keeping Lee at a distance hasn't helped anything.

She shifts closer, then, leaning into him like she'd wanted to when she first sat down, her head resting on his shoulder. "Yeah," she says quietly. "Kind of hard to, given all this." She pauses, sighing. "And I probably didn't help anything."