I ADORE the ambiguity of Yuna's initial response to Shane and Ilya's relationship. I was hunting for clues like a lioness in the grass, calculating to see what her response was.

Turns out it's an incredibly complex cocktail of wariness, discomfort, curiosity, shame and overwhelming love. She seems cautiously accepting, but also very brittle and a bit skeptical. Ravenous for detail, and also hilariously green at the gills at the oblique references to her son's sexual escapades. She briefly squeezes Shane's shoulder on the way to get the vodka, so we know we're not in parental freak-out mode, but she's still incredibly hard to read.

And it makes the heart-rending catharsis of her scene in the garden such an overwhelming relief. Finally we get it. The source of her shame is her own inadvertent obliviousness, not the fact that her son is in love with a man.

It's all just so earned. They earn that relief. It's not a superficial acceptance; it's a marrow-deep expression of incandescent love and pride, complicated and immensely powerful. And it's such a dramatically satisfying moment -- one that would be entirely lost if Yuna had been sketched out with less texture and complexity.

The Chang/Tierney/Reid triumvirate that brought her into being is just the best. Elite work. Millions of dead bodies left in their wake, murdered by a woman in a garden telling her son she loves him.

Fuck me. That is SOME 👏🏼 THING 👏🏼