Compared to his first meeting with Renji, last shift had been downright pleasant. While it'd been a little awkward at first, eventually the conversation had gotten friendly and relaxed and he wasn't entirely sure what to make of it.

I think I get why she liked you so much.

The comment was a kind word and a cold memory all at once. Rukia wasn't here. Or rather, she could be here, but they'd no way of knowing where or how to reach her. Was she sleeping in one of those glass tubes like Sakura? Or had she gone "home" to the life this place created for her?

Yuuhi followed his nurse along once the shift had ended, thoughts heavy as usual. He wasn't sure what to make of things, but if the doctor was suggesting they go to the music room, he would go there. It was the closest he could hope to get to finding an answer about the princess' whereabouts. Renji was already there, surprisingly, and while he wasn't sure if the man was watching or not, he threw a smile and a wave in that direction and found his own seat. The piano was taken and he wasn't sure he wanted to subject anyone to his attempts at anything else. An empty chair was good enough.

[Tsubaki!]