He was trying to do the right thing. Be understanding. Robby was Sensei's son. It made sense that he needed to be there for him right now.
Do the right thing, Miguel would repeat to himself. Be understanding.
Understand why he had done the right thing before, only to end up in weeks and weeks of physical therapy? Understand why Sensei was more worried about Robby, even though Robby was the whole reason he had to learn how to walk again?
Be understanding.
Miguel chucked his bottle of pain pills against the wall and covered his face with his hands.