Within the amber lighting of Liu's inner halls, while everyone was out preparing breakfast, you were going back to fill up your stainless flask when suddenly you come across Ryōshū. Lines of adhesive bandages cover one of her arms and half of her other as she rips off a piece of the adhesive with her teeth. Noticing you, her scarlet eyes contract in irritation at your concern, grumbling between her teeth.

"What's with the look? I don't need your help, y'know."