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    The redhead hissed as he shifted his weight, legs trembling. He tried a step. One more. Then fell. Shoto caught him before he could hit the floor, hating the pained sound that the former hero choked back. "...Alright, I think we need to take a break," Shoto soothed.

    His father didn't say anything, letting his son half guide, half carry him to the elevated table. He let his back fall to the padded surface. He didn't look at his son, shame clear on his face. "... The physical therapist said my core strength is weak," he admitted, left arm subconsciously reaching over to grab the injury on his right side. AFO had really done a number on him; that dent on his waist was visible, even through his clothes. "That's why I can't stabilize enough to get off the crutches." Shoto nodded, recalling the therapist's notes-- something about 'engaging the lower abdominal muscles without straining the legs'.

    A thought flickered at the edge of his memory. Fuyumi's room. That odd device she'd shoved under the bed.

    Shoto stood, wiping his hands on his thighs. "Wait here."

    Shoto helps his father out with his physical recovery. Unfortunately, neither one of them knows what a vibrator is.

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