Chapter 1137
“Are ya crazy, or just dumb?”
Clearly, Suraya did not like Abder’s suggestions. “Well I’m-”
“My fingers already hurt plenty, thank you very much. I already know how exercise works and it’s far too late for that to help me.”
“It’s more than that,” Abder commented. Though he did believe that proper light movements could actually help her out, if she was willing to commit to a plan. “Infusing natural energy into the body can produce greater results with a faster recovery.”
It took him more than another week to convince her, but she eventually gave up as there was nothing else for him to do around the house other than bother her- and she couldn’t get him to just go away and leave her alone. Even if she had said it, Abder knew enough to understand that she wouldn’t want that. She desired company as much as anyone else.
Of course, he couldn’t spend all his time around her. He had his own training to do, duties to The Gathering, and so on. The city was also busy recuperating from the aftermath of the attempted coup. Finally, Abder apportioned some of his time to finding people like Suraya who should have had access to aid but for some reason chose not to ask for or accept it.
Sometimes, that would take getting to know people, to convince them that people actually wanted to help. Finding such people was the hardest part, though. Abder knew where those who were like him tended to find themselves, but those who appeared to be in a stable state but were actually struggling were harder to track down. That, he thought, was going to be a long project.
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The way he finally managed to get Suraya to finally want to train was simply to display his own handwriting… while slightly exaggerating the flaws. He hadn’t ever bothered to become particularly good at writing once he surpassed basic proficiency. If he just got a little lazy with his hand control, his writing looked quite terrible.