[ Allison is already beginning to wonder just what Luther didn't talk about when Gabriel-in-her-face adds that he talked about Mom, too, and Allison is really having an incredibly hard time picturing Luther -- Luther, of all people -- talking about their childhood, their mother, and her makeup choices with anyone. This place really is insane.

(She has to guess that there is another side of this story.
Maybe even one that will make more sense if she asks him later.) ]

You don't have to 'be me." [ Allison lifts her hands to make quotation marks as she says it. ] You just mostly have to make sure I'm still one working piece by the end of this. You don't have to try and do everything I do. God knows I'm not trying to do all of it in this. Er. You.

[ A second, and because she has the feeling this isn't ending soon. ]

You should probably know those aren't going to be conversations anyone in this house has easily without warning.