[ Shizuo doesn't venture near the "woman doctor" comment. He knows not to mix inequality and girls. ] I'm not worried about it... a couple days waitin' can't hurt. We'll be in touch, I guess. Later, Sakura-san.

[ He gives a lazy wave to her before looking back to Gin, snorting. ] You're fuckin' rude! [ He announced, pressing a palm against his own forehead to assess the fever. He didn't feel any different. It'd probably take a bit to settle into his system. ] She's not gonna wanna help your ass out anymore.

[ Shizuo takes a seat in a rolling office chair and kicks back, sighing heavily. ] How're the eyes.