C591 I Have to Work Hard

He felt utterly helpless and at a loss, unwilling to pressure this delicate woman, so he could only silently worry.

"Honey, don't be so tense. I'm not made of glass, you know," she said softly, cuddling close to him.

He gently wrapped an arm around her shoulders. "Even if you're not made of glass, I can't help but worry. You need someone to help you walk now, or I just can't relax