[The boy sits at the edge of whatever nest of a bed he's managed to throw together for himself in the overly large room that had been designated as his own ever since his arrival so many months back. It's actually almost been a year for him now, not that he's thought to wonder about it.
At the moment, it seems his attention is on other things. His sling's off, and he's very slowly lifting his left arm, just as carefully easing it straight. Face brightening with a smile, he slowly flexes it a few times, though not without a tiny wince.]
-right, one step at a time. | |
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