The rest of the night was uneventful. They lied back down, this time facing away from each other, and about a foot of space between them. The sun woke them up and they stared nervously.
"Gohan"
"Mom"
They stopped at the same time, surprised they both wanted to talk first. She motioned for him to go first. "I just want you to know, that I meant what I said last night. I know you're hurting right now and so am I. From what I understand when people grieve its natural to find comfort in your loved ones. I'm here whenever you need me, for whatever reason, anything." As he finished he reached his hand over the bed and placed it on top of hers. She didn't pull away and now in the light he could see her face get a bit red.
"Darn it kid you're not making this any easier on me, after saying all that. Hard to refute something like that." They sat in silence for a moment and he replied, "because there's nothing for you to refute." She smiled and slid her hand away from his. As she stood up he noticed for the first time she didn't have pants on, somehow he'd missed that detail last night. Must've been distracted.
"Gohan I appreciate what you're saying and the place its coming from. But its not right for a mother and son to be romantically involved." Now he stood up, "then don't be. But let me do one thing." "What's that?" "Fulfill the last request you made to dad and let me finish his duty as your husband."