Gemma's parents were also buried by Murphy. On the day of their burial, Gemma locked herself in the wardrobe again. Murphy found her but did not force her to come out. Instead, he opened the wardrobe door and climbed inside to stay with her. "Uncle Murphy, is it as dark and cold inside a coffin as it is here?" she asked with reddened eyes. "I dreamed that Mom told me to join her in the coffin. She said it's cold and lonely being in there all by herself..." "That was just a dream," Murphy reassured her. "Don't be afraid. You're not going anywhere. I won't let anyone take you away from me." She wrapped her arms around Murphy's neck and softly whispered in his ear, "As long as you're with me, I wouldn't even be scared of being in a coffin." ... It seemed Murphy still remembered that moment. He had misunderstood. He thought Gemma was using the cryo-casket project as a subtle way to confess her feelings to him again. "Uncle Murphy, if you don't like it, I'll change my design," Gemma said quietly. "It's just a summer project. Don't be upset." Murphy's expression remained cold and silent, but Evangeline chimed in with a smile to ease the tension, "Yes, change it. Coffins are so morbid. You're a young girl, so don't involve yourself in such grim matters. Be more cheerful!" Gemma gathered the scattered documents from the floor. Then, in front of Murphy, she threw them all into the trash. Only then did his expression soften slightly. ...