"I am VERY limited on what I can do and what I cannot do." He hated to admit that. He tried to sit in the chair so he was more comfortable. "The doctors fear that as I get older, I will have more... "health issues". They fear I will eventually be confined to a bed or a wheelchair if I am lucky. It's like a ticking time bomb, and I do not know if it can be defused. That knowledge makes me not want to pursue anything that I could one day not be able to do."

He looked solemn for a moment, before looking back up at Franklin.

"I love history, and I love sewing and making things. I wish I could combine the two, making costumes for plays or operas..."