[Her hands tightened into fists under Retsu's, shaking slightly. It was taking all her control to keep her breathing more or less steady, to not start coughing again. The news about Rukia was reassuring, but Shunsui...damn those bastards. It was a good thing Aizen was dead already - she'd kill him herself, for that.]

Can I see him?

[A stupid question, on her part - even if Retsu would let her, she probably couldn't get out of bed right now, much less stand. A somewhat more distant part of her brain observed that at the very least, she had an IV drip in her arm. She wasn't quite cognizant enough yet to know if there was anything else she was hooked up to.]