"Yeah, 'm fine," Renji said. He rose stiffly, favoring one side slightly for a moment as he did. He was still too mentally fuzzy to be annoyed by the unsolicited advice; and Lucivar was right, besides. He began walking slowly around the room. "What're you doin' here?" he asked without looking at him. It was weird. Hisoka was his roommate, not Lucivar, and he couldn't think of a reason now why the man would have come looking for him. Or how he would have found him.