He's alone. He wants to ask about his family because they're not like him, but he doesn't know if he could stand his Mum and Dad not being here, no Jem either. He misses his sister more than anyone right now, because she'd take this place by storm and he could hide behind his big-little-sister.

"I suppose I should go and collect my things," he says awkwardly, clutching his injector to his chest as the precious thing it is. "I feel like I owe you something. I don't think it's really been easy for you to talk to me. Has it?"