Luther gave a tight smile. She had a point, but that wasn't it - she looked terrible. She seemed young enough to care about her appearance and there was enough to read off the looks between Archer and Isobel - though he'd only been using it as a warning before - to make him guess. "You're supposed to look like you don't have an eating disorder. Can we agree on that?"
Money always was an issue. Luther bit back a sigh, interrupting the other two. "You're not crazy and money isn't supposed to be the problem. You need help and the way to do it is to take you to those who can help you. Think about it for a moment and about your own help." He didn't move when she stormed off - he'd broken down enough doors before for that to not be an issue. Luther glanced at Archer, waiting for his move.