Zivon sighed as he looked outside the window of his home...well it was a tiny shack but that what you get are unable to live in a place with stairs. It was kind of dingy but it was stable and at least felt home like and safe. How long has it been since the attack? Five years...it felt like just yesterday when it happened and the memories still shook him deeply. Lsing the ability to walk, losing con act of his dad...it hurts but he was still going. Maybe it time to go outside, been a while since he went out...and he was low on food, he sighed and got ready. A small bag and his wallet in his hands he left his home. The town was very pretty it calmed him...things have truly changed since the lines of the events. 

He walked well moved since he couldn't walk anymore he only had his wheelchair to rely on, sure there was some technology that can help him better but...he didn't want to use it. Going the streets he wasn't sure on what to get, maybe more fruit and buy some more tea packets...green tea and maybe jasmine as well. That sounded good probably, he was going there until he reached a very small park, it had a couple of benches, a drinking fountain and swings and was surround by trees. 

Maybe a small stop wouldn't hurt and besides...he got all the time he got and nothing was really gonna stop him. Moving towards the swings he touched the chains that lifted up the seat. Easy to rust... Zivon looked at his bandaged hands, he wasn't injured no it was...well it made him feel safer to wear gloves and bandages on his hands. It doesn't really changed anything with his ability but it still made him feel safe. He lifted himself up form the wheelchair to the swim seat. He was strong enough to move well to another seat close by and he wasn't that heavy at all to lift himself up slightly. Sitting down on the swing, he almost look like a child well a teenager at least. It was quiet and peaceful...calming...he smiled slightly and hummed a small tune.