Molly drew a deep breath, and released it slowly, deliberately; willing herself to keep moving. One foot in front of the other, she turned to retrace her steps, like a skater on ice. She was sure that she could feel herself starting to tremble, but she pressed forward. Balancing heat with cold--taking in a little, and releasing a little more, but not pushing to overtake it--she felt her way back through the mingling energies.

One more deep breath as they crossed paths again, and they'd be almost there.