[Action Post]

[Simon's back home and trying to behave himself, but sitting around in bed is awfully dull for a seven-year-old, even a traumatized and recently-blinded one. Thus, he's out of bed and attempting to explore the house, carrying his broken drill, one hand on the wall to keep from falling over. He stumbles now and then, but he's getting used to not seeing where he's going, slowly but surely.]

[ooc: Feel free to visit/pamper/fuss over/talk to, whether you're near House 50 or not. Simon's not depressed but he could use some cheering up, regardless!]