He is in back in his parents' room, the door closed and his alone with his mother.

"Come." She gently orders him as she moves to the other side of the bed gets onto the bed, sliding the covers over her. Turning to him, she lifts up the blanket and tells him to get in.

His hand clasped in front of him to try and shield his condition from her, he shuffles to his side (his father's side) of the bed, turns round as to present his backside to his mother before sitting down and lifting his legs up. A moment later, his mother has brought down the blanket, covering them both.

Slowly, he turns to face as she lays on her side looking at him, waiting to be told what do do next...