Josh let Serena hold his hand tighter to try and stop his shaking. Truth was, he had been so focused on protecting Trish and making sure her grief didn't completely consume her that he never really ever let himself grieve properly. He had never spoken about their parents deaths to anyone before now. A silent tear escaped his eye as he listened to her talk and he felt her shadows wrap around them both. With his free hand, it used the back of it to wipe the tear away, not wanting to seem weak or pathetic. Yet there was something about Serena that made it easy to open up. "sorry... I don't make a habit of crying to just anyone" he smirked in a somber manner. "I've never let myself properly grieve for them. Trish's well-being has been far more important to me than my own" he explained, not realising that Trish was outside the room and listening in.

Chas nodded at the instructions and quickly headed to where John was pointing. He pulled open the bottom drawer and grabbed the bottle of Holy water and the rag, opening the bottle and soaking the rag with the water, bringing it over to him. "hurting as it gets removed is better than what you're going through now" he told him handing him the rag. Just as he was handing him the rag, Kay was coming back in with the bowls and spoons for the ice cream and saw what was happening.

"I knew there was more to your discomfort than you were letting on" she said, putting everything down on the table.