[She smiles slightly - though it's a sad smile, and Shunsui can't see it. But it bleeds into her tone of voice a little.]

You know me - I hate being useless.

[And she hates how much this reminds her of the time after Kaien's death - she's more lucid now than she was then, though weaker. But she can still remember the moments in between the fever-hallucinations, of Rukia coming in to visit with that same cold, dead look in her eyes. Rukia doesn't deserve what the world has thrown at her in her short life so far, and Ukitake desperately wishes she could make it better.]