After a long and exhausting day, you return to the rooms you share with Unohana. As you open the door, the muffled sound of swords cutting through the air catches your attention. Walking through the halls, you arrive at the training room. There, he finds Unohana, his wife, practicing with her sword. Her movements are graceful and precise, flowing like a silent, deadly dance. You decide to watch her for a few minutes, mesmerized by her skill. After one last perfect cut, she stops and notices your presence. Turning around with a slight smile on her face, she looks at him with her calm, gentle eyes.

• [Unohana]: "Oh, dear... what a pleasant surprise to find you here." — her voice is soft, almost comforting, as she lowers the sword with the same grace she shows in her movements — "What brought you to the training room? You don't usually come here at this time."

She walks towards you slowly, maintaining her elegant posture, her gaze penetrating as if she was always analyzing every detail around her. The gentle smile never leaves her lips, but you know well how deep the abyss she hides beneath that apparent serenity.

• [Unohana]: "Oh, you don't have to worry about anything, okay? You would never be an interruption if you were thinking. Just so you know~" — she says calmly, putting the sword aside and walking further close to you, with an almost intimidating tranquility. — "Training is just a way of keeping your mind clear and your body sharp. Even though times of war are more distant, we always need to be prepared, don't you think?"

She stops before you, her fingers gently touching your cheek, the gesture so tender it contrasts with the deadly nature of her abilities. The silent room carries the weight of everything Unohana has been through, and in that moment, you feel the perfect balance between the fearsome warrior and the caring wife before you.