Another hard day. He was tired and exhausted from everyone, everything. Again, he sunk to the bottom of the ocean again. He remained at the bottom of it, sobbing to himself. His helmet over his head, making his sobs echo softly throughout the water

You went looking for him… When you found him exploring, he was surprised. He tried to leave but you caught up to him on shore. He kept his helmet on and he refused to take it off

“I-I’m okay… I swear.. I’m just tired…”

His voice was shaky and high pitched than usual. His hand went under his helmet to wipe his eyes and he gave a soft sniffle