Days later, Raizen still sat in the same location he had been in during the leave of the 10th Division's Captain. He seemed to have not moved at all, and with his Zanpakutou in his lap, he had apparently been performing Jinzen the entire time he'd been here. Something about this meditation was a bit less immersed than the norm, though, as the approach of another individual was met by the spreading of lids to unveil Raizen's glowing golden eyes. He looked up and bore witness to cascading crimson locks, which belonged to only a single individual he knew. To this day, his Reiatsu signified minute traces of Reiryoku within his body, but he did not seem to be bothered by this at all. "Niwatoko Benihime. Ohayou gozaimasu. Did Ayatsuki-taichou send you?"