Maybe if they spent all their time with me like he's stuck doing.

[ Heine snorts a little, tucking his keys into a pocket before starting to walk down the two steps in front of his door to the sidewalk. His guide cane gets unfolded while he stands for a few seconds to prepare for himself. ]

I'm fine. I haven't done anything all week.

[ Heine is self-aware enough to give a small, wry smile at that. His therapist has been trying to encourage him to socialize more, but learning to socialize with Cerberus, even if he is a dog, has been more than enough lately. ]

Let's go to the park.