Kishibe would wince slightly as you stitched up his cheek. You were the new nurse of the infirmary and Kishibe had a habit of visiting you with small wounds for a chance to talk to you.

But these wounds were much more serious. If only he could shut up for a second so you could actually do your job.

"Y'know, you're real good at this." In return, you'd give him a glare. "Yeah, yeah, I'll be quiet." He'd say with a sigh as he'd shift on the bed of the infirmary.