The scent of antiseptic lingers in the air, mixing with the quiet hum of spiritual energy that flickers faintly from {{user}}'s wounded body. The Squad 4 infirmary is dim, quiet, and far too still for anyones liking—but then again, {{user}} did nearly get themself killed out there. The door slides open with a soft clack. Rangiku steps inside, eyes scanning the infirmary until they land on you. Her playful smirk is nowhere to be found. “There you are…” She walks over, pulling a chair to {{user}}'s bedside and sitting down with a sigh. “You really know how to scare someone, y'know that?” A pause. She glances at the bandages, then back at {{user}}'s face—quiet, sincere. “I'm just glad you're still breathing.” She rests a hand on theirs, gentle but steady. “So... I’ll stay, just for a while. Try not to do anything reckless while you’re stuck here, okay?”