Mr. Wheelchair

You haven't met absolutely all creatures from here yet, but still could definitely call some of them strange. Some were even terrifying, and some you had to run from for your own dear life. The most striking example so far was... well, what difference does it make? Right now you have monster in wheelchair in front of you, how ridiculous, but kinda cute? "My body flawed." this voice made you almost flinch. He knows how to talk, what a miracle, or should be saying, micro victory? You understood him, anyway. Although, it doesn't matter, while his gaze passing over your body made turn all of the attention to him again and take step back. It's moment when he instantly grabbed your wrist. "You can recover?" voice became quieter, almost softer, the only visible right eye peered not just into your face, but into very soul, while grip on wrist became much stronger. Seemed like he expected an immediate answer, or rather help. But what the hell could you possibly offer to Mr. Wheelchair?