Sebas still holding Damien effortlessly, he stepped into the room and closed the door behind them.
"Um, I'm calm now, so could you please put me down?" Damien asked hesitantly.
"Just a moment longer, please," Sebas replied.
Sebas moved forward, still carrying Damien, and pulled back the canopy around Theo's bed.
"Theo!"
Seeing Theo lying in bed, hooked up to numerous tubes and wires, Damien instinctively tried to rush to him—only to find that he still couldn't move a finger.
Sebas had been right to restrain him.
"Let me assure you right now," Sebas said, his tone firm, "as long as Theo remains in this state, there is no risk of his condition worsening."
"Understood?" Sebas asked.
"Yes," Damien replied.
The phrase 'this condition won't worsen' lingered in his mind, but knowing Theo wouldn't die was enough to make him feel a rush of relief.
Thank goodness… truly, thank goodness.
