She sits at his bedside while he rests after another rehab day. Her mother sews up her hat with clumsy fingers. Dad's better, but he's not better enough to do it himself. So he keeps away. He's ashamed. He's afraid.
Poor man.
Her mother leaves to visit him eventually, calloused fingers being comb spokes. Sayo sits patient vigirl for Koh to wake up from his nap. Her Digimon are still healing. She can't leave for another few days of rehab. So why not sit here until they find her. Surely that's fine, right?
He opens his eyes and grins at her, bleary, tired. "Whatcha doin' on your feet?"
She grins back. "Waiting on you."
A/N: And with that, I leave you. This fic has been a lot of fun. I'm not entirely sure where these two will go from here, but if anyone has any ideas, feel free to message me about that. Thanks for all of your support!