Ted frowns sadly, his heart hurting for both of them. "I can take a week off work, go back with you guys for the funeral," he says softly.

He hopes Joan will be slightly more herself after some sleep, and some more food. She won't be okay for a while, but it's upsetting to see her succumb to such complete inaction. Ted and Sherlock would gladly handle anything practical; packing, arranging for the journey, whatever else needed to be done... But Ted knows that Joan feels better when she can be able to do things herself.