1 week later
*Ami*
"Whoops, thank you, Ami," Sean smiles apologetically at me, seeking the support of my arm for a moment before continuing with slightly unsteady steps.
He's working on his rehabilitation, but his muscles tire out easily, and his legs are weak from being bedridden for so long. I walk beside him, ready to catch him if he loses his balance.
"It's perfectly fine, Sean. You're really doing well," I reassure him, holding my arm out for support as he sits down in the chair.
He sighs. "Thank you. I just get tired so fast, but if I don't push myself, it won't get better."
"Just don't push yourself too much, Sean, okay? Make sure you get enough rest," I say, worry evident in my voice. He keeps pushing himself to his limits.
He smiles, his mood untouched. He's always friendly
