[It's a bit like looking at an old photograph of a lost loved one. It's not the same book - the corner is straight and neat rather than slightly bent from when he dropped it on the floor as a kid, but it's still the book he remembers.

There's a small pause in his movements as he stares at the cover for a moment as a result, and then he seems to snap himself out of it by bringing his eyes back up to Billy's face. Right, he's in the present right now.]

Then we'll get started by reading that again. And if that's not enough, then we'll get another one that you know helped you out. I've got candles too, but since we're outside in the daylight, we... probably don't need those, huh?