"It's not your fault," Lee says. Sure, she'd left him standing in the kitchen earlier, but he'd done the leaving first. At least he hadn't had to wonder whether or not she was coming back, considering Molly hadn't left the apartment since they'd last spoken.

"None of it," he clarifies, though he's not sure if Molly blames herself for what they're going through. Maybe she doesn't, but just in case, he figures it's probably a good idea to make that clear. He's as much a part of this as she is, even if it might seem like it'd be easy for him to just disappear and be done with it.

He's tried to live with guilt before, and even if he did want to leave, he's sure that he'd never be able to look at his own face in the mirror again.