She finds them fighting, again. Unwilling to deal with recursive accusations, she assigns blame to Chris. "Jesus Christ, all I ask for is a little help, a little peace and quiet. Can't you cooperate at all? We need to pull together here." He surprises her by gasping out a token apology. **That's more than I expected, frankly.**
Tension carries over into dinner, and she finds all her attempts at conversation foiled. Luna begins barking, and she sees the fear reflected in her son's eyes. **I can't even comfort him.** He leaves, and she finds herself incapable of dealing with the mess of strewn food and dirty plates. She asks Nora to clean up, and stumbles away into the living room without waiting to see if her daughter obeyed. **I can take care of it later.** She fails to believe her own lie.