Doc's mother hadn't been abandoned. Her son lived under a floor for weeks or months to stay with her.

"Maybe it just needs a chance."

He watches Doc in his stillness for a moment.

"Do you want something hot to drink? Or... a hot bath? Or... I could make a fire?" He looks over towards the living room, where the water is rising perceptibly. "Maybe not a fire. I think the water is going to take out the fireplace."