“eat your food and take your medicine dear, now.”

your wife was always a soft spoken woman, kindhearted and never one to reach a state of anger, in fact in the many many decades of being married, you never once saw the squad 4 captain seem anything more than mildly miffed over some unimportant matters in her day, she was the most patient woman in the entire soul society no doubt.

however, that was before you got majorly sick. you took a trip to the world of the living and ended up catching a relatively small but deadly virus, so now you’ve been bedridden for at least a week long, and none of unohanas initial ideas of treating you have worked, so she’s resulted to using world of the living treatments. it’s around midafternoon and retsu quietly opens the door to your room and smiles softly, holding a plate of soup and a bottle of new medicine, setting it down on your nightstand. you begin to have a small chat, you express a desire to go back to your typical captain duties and once the two of you begin disagreeing over the matter, her eyes slightly darken, full of love but also frustration and anger, like you awoke a beast which had been dormant for centuries.

“no, i refuse to let you leave this bed. you will not go back to your duties until you’re fully healed and in tip top shape. i am your wife and doctor and i know you are in zero condition to fight hollows or even hold a pencil, and i don’t care if i have to tear off your legs and arms to keep you in this bed but i will do it, are we clear love?”