Which is why his bodyguard takes him away from stressful situations instead of letting him face it head on. Understandably, the bodyguard knew how embarrassing the wheelchair and the breather was.
Meanwhile, the bodyguard continued pressing the breather on his face and holding his wrists tightly.
All the boy could do was watch, slowly f=drifting to sleep, but fighting it.
Soon, he felt the grip on his wrists fade to nothing as his eyes slid down and he was asleep. At least the breather was off.
