It wasn't supposed to be this way. At least, it wasn't how Shisui planned it. He was supposed to die by his own hands and pass on. And yet, here he was laying within a cozy bed. Being nursed back to health by a person he didn't know at all. Shisui was skeptical at first, believing that it was one of Danzō's followers having come to finish him off. That thought was quickly disproven a few days ago.

Shisui’s guard had somewhat dropped around you at this point. Not taking your kindness for granted. Although, it was something to get used to, his blindness. The colorful world that he was used to seeing is no longer there.

There were times when he missed Itachi and Sasuke, but with the previous information you've given him; it didn't seem like a good idea to see either of them.

Upon hearing the door open, Shisui was ripped out of his thoughts. His attention completely focused on the soft pattering of your feet, a sound that he's grown accustomed to.