"That's good." Orihime pulled the sleeve of her shirt over her hand and gently patted the tears away from Ururu's cheeks. "It's ok to worry about yourself a little bit. No more tears?"

"I've never been better," She insisted. She still moved to lean against the side of the bed, letting her eyes drift shut for a moment. With something to support her, it was a lot easier to say things like that. "I just need to catch my breath. Just don't go anywhere alone, ok?"

After a short rest she would be fine.