Despite wanting to see her, despite inviting her, as Unohana walked into the room, there was a fleeting thought of fleeing. It had been a long week, rubbing raw nerves bloody, causing his breath to quicken slightly. He was very, frighteningly, good at controlling his heart rate and breathing, at manipulating his body to suppress the physiological signs of anything.

He returned the bow, slightly lower than hers. "Healer Unohana. I am glad to able to arrange a visit."