He hadn't heard of that scenario and an eyebrow rose because of it. If sharing a set of memories had gotten him out of his room last month, he'd have taken it over the confusion with the wedding and Katya. He didn't say anything else though - assuming the clenching of the keys was because of her grandmother. Some people got touchy with the subject of death. Luther, having never experienced it at first hand, was immune.
Luther looked at her for a long moment, before sighing. "I'm only trying to help, Tegan." He reached into a pocket, pulling out a notepad and a pen. Writing his name and number down, he stepped forward to pass it to her. "I'm not sure if I gave my number before, but if you need anything feel free to let me know."