"Hi Mom."
Faith glanced in the mirror to see Tru standing behind her.
"Not you too," she said quietly.
"Kim means well," Tru told her, carefully taking a step forward. "He's here for you. I'm here for you. We're just here for you."
Faith shook her head tiredly. "I don't know what that means. Stop being here for me."
"We can't," Tru answered. "We're here for you, Mom. Always."