He smiled as she bypassed the kitchen and went into the living room instead, following himself with small tired steps. It took him a while, but he kept telling himself he was getting better at this.
'I'm not in a coma any more, it's a step up,' he joked, entering the room and closing in on the sofa where she was. 'I'm getting there,' he then said with a small smile, though more seriously than before. 'The very slow Muggle way, but getting there all the same.'
'How are you, though? It's been a while since I've seen you.' Reaching the sofa he sat down, trying not to wince. He almost managed.