I'm sure he'll recover. Besides, it'll give him a chance to take credit for the final touches. [And serve as a rude reminder to a junior that he'd always be covering the scraps for his senior but no one had to say it like that.

Standing up straight, Kisuke reached back to stretch his back by placing his palm flush against it and giving himself a fine little shove. When Gin took his arm, he caught himself staring at her--just a touch surprised.

Well. She'd certainly grown braver in that time spent apart. At her suggest, he grinned a little slyly.]

My, my. You think I'm so well-off that I have a couch, Gin? Your accommodations as a Captain have you quite spoiled, don't they?

[He slid open the door to show Gin their extremely modest TV room, complete with the luxury of a single kotatsu and cushions.]