Lee Adama

"Yeah, tell me about it," Molly says, her own expression growing a little more serious, though there's still a wry edge to the slant of her mouth as she raises her glass. "I'll drink to that." She knows just enough about what Lee did before showing up here to know that it really isn't the same at all, that a couple of near-death experiences can't really compare to what things were like back where he came from, but she's still more than had her fill of that shit. She's too fucking attached to the life she has here, the only one she'll ever have, to want to take a chance on what luck she's had running out. The thought makes it tempting to down her drink too quickly, but she just sips from it instead, determined not to go too far down that path now. She didn't invite him here to ramble about depressing incidents in her past.