Tex is tempted to shake her off—but she truly does need the help, doesn't she? She accepts the help until she starts to feel more grounded, and then taps the woman's arm to let her know she doesn't need her help so much anymore.

Once they've returned to the counter she returns to standing behind it.

"I hate this," she said. "Hate it. I only feel all right when I'm here." She glances down at herself and gestures at her clothes, at her hair. "Look at this."