Neville snuggled up under the covers next to his dad. "Same one as last time." Being awake and next to Frank made him feel better; he rubbed the remininents of his tears away. "Where's mummy?" It was too early for Alice to be up and at work already, Neville figured, so maybe she was making breakfast. Only he didn't smell anything cooking. Which was why he asked his dad, because dad knew everything.