After a quick shower and then a longer time to dry his hair with that noisy gun-thing, Okita finally made his way out into the Sun Room again. He was still feeling ill from this afternoon, having to take a short rest in his room during lunch to eat, and now had finally emerged again. It was strange, he realized, how quickly he was being eaten away, but somehow he had the feeling this sickness wasn't what the Head Doctor was going on about - and that it was something much worse. He kept his head up, though, just in case Hijikata was in the area, and went to check the note he'd put on the board before his shower.

Taura had responded.

And she was nearby. He quickly took both notes off the board, folding them and hiding them in his pocket before he looked around. It wasn't hard to find her considering her great size and the enclosed space. She was nearby indeed, trying her best to stay inconspicuous. His usual smile brightened upon seeing her and he moved over, mentally ticking off a list in his head.

Chin up, hands casual, smile, keep your eyes wide and alert, ignore the feeling of heaviness in your limbs, step lightly now - you are healthy and well and just need to talk to her.

All lies, of course, but convincing enough to him that he knew how to play this part without needing to act. He stopped a few feet from her and bowed. "Good afternoon, Taura-san. Thank you for waiting for me. Shall we sit?"