Lee pauses for a second before answering, and sighs. Maybe he's been through frakking crazy before, but he knows that he doesn't have much of an idea of how things are going to get for them. This is entirely new territory, even though he's seen people go through it. He can't imagine what things are going to be like in six months, or in a year, or in five years, if either of them are still in Darrow after that long.

Even so, he intends to keep his word, at least, to the best of his abilities.

It's comfortable there on the couch, with Molly's head resting on his shoulder, but he shifts so he can look at her, gently resting one hand against the curve of her face.

"I said I'm here," Lee repeats, "And I promise, I'm not going anywhere. Doesn't matter how bad it gets. I'm not going to make the same mistake again. Not with you."