Merton didn't like either of those options. They both scared him, and he didn't want his mum to have to go in, either. But he didn't have any other options to offer up.
He crinkled the bag in his hand instead, looking up at Heath when he offered and frowning. "I'll go with you?" he offered slowly. If his mum had to go, she could go then, too, maybe.
"Maybe they'll just write your name down and then it'll be over with?" he suggested hopefully.