Relearning steps

he reaches out to touch the closer leg giving it a bit of a rub with his hands "you have lots of muscle to build up, Cariad I am not helping you walk...Ta said best you to lay on the bed and practice pushing against the board or maybe my hands with your feet a while first" he looks her in the eyes firm exspression in place

If he wasn't expecting that news to go down well he is not disappointed. "I have been laying on my back for the past 96 hours. I intend to stand," she argues being thoroughly sick of the bed.

he stands back up "and you have been sat on your ass much longer if you want to end back on it please go ahead" he speaks in welsh and seems to not be giving one bit

Their usual stare off commences at the stubborn couple each argue their own points via a steady glare. Unfortunately she isn't going anywhere without assistance and she knows it, therefore she is the first to look away folding her arms across her chest and glaring at the floor angrily. "Fine!"

Pete sighs deeply "I get you want everything now Cariad but its not so long to wait considering....lay back" he gets her to lay down to start her physiotherapy exercises he doesnt look quite so happy himself but he doesnt really want her to fall over lots either

Fate accepted she lets him move her silently as she goes back to staring at the ceiling she never wants to see again in her life. She can feel the muscle struggle and the motions feel strange to her joints now. It doesn't hurt though which is nice..
"I am just sick of this room.." she tells him after a number of the exorcises on each leg.

"mm hmm...push back no need to be lazy..." he looks up "i would be sick of it to...but when you are up and kicking we can go on holiday maybe.."

She does so, urging her legs to move. "If I am still sane by then.." she counters. They both know she's going to be stuck there for weeks if not longer yet.

"you went crazy ages back....no way i would date a sane english woman..." he grins at her

Despite herself she finds a smile and looks to him. "You shall just have to carry me if you will not permit me to walk," she informs him.

he lets her leg go "I suppose I can do that cariad..." he smiles softly to himself

She nods and reaches and arm out for him. Fresh air is very much needed

he reaches and wraps his arms round her carefully lifting her up "ugh...not going to be carrying you everywhere...." he does not comment on her weight as such but still

She hits him. "Stop complaining. If you do not wish to carry my then you should help me to walk."

he huffs "i was helping you walk its not my fault you have pin legs for a while longer....what were you expecting magic?!" his grips firm but gentle

"Well... yes," she answers a bit quizzically. That was the whole point wasn't it?

"see this is disneys fault....insta fixes.....my Ta is not that strong...or not in that field I guess"

She laughs. "Still.. he has done more than I expected could be done. I need to thank him when next able.. How is he?"

"busy...but ok..." he sighs "he is working with your father quite well actually....considering your father"

She smiles. "I am glad about that... He is usually so untrusting of mages. I guess either my aunt has worn him down or else he is just desperate.. I think it will help that your father has age to him."

"Ta has his ways....i know your father didnt trust him but, then he has much to offer I suppose " he carefully manovers her out of the house

She breaths in deeply when they hit fresh air. "Ahhh... so nice to be out"

"so where do you wish to sit because I am not standing here with you all day..your not that light cariad"

"Looks like you need to build some muscle then. Ewen never complains this much," she comments poking his nose. "I'd like to sit in the sun over by the mote." She points to a usual spot not too far from the castle.

"mm but he is a brick shit house... I am...not" that said he does not waver at all and carrys her to her spot