A medical intervention [Saera, Shura]

Saera chewed on her lip as she sat next to the medical bed that Shura was laid up in, covered in bandages from their fight. Saera knew she wasn't good at 'delicate', and she also knew that most people would say that this was an issue that required a delicate touch. However, those people were also all generally expecting to be working with people far more...normal than members of the fourth. The fourth didn't do delicate. But at the same time Saera expected that Shura'd likely spent a lot of time lately being talked at rather than talked to, let alone had anyone listen. Though she also expected that getting Shura to talk was going to be a slog and a half.

Her eyes flicked up as she heard Shura begin to stir, and she spoke up, "You need to talk. And I don't want you to try and tell me things you think I want to hear, or pretend contrition that you don't feel, or any of that shit. You need to tell someone what the hell has you lost like this, if for no other reason than to actually examine it outside of your own mind."

And she immediately started in on why it was pointless to actually talk. Honestly Saera expected this, but it was still annoying, Shura was going to fight this every step of the way.

"I'm not saying that I, or the gotei could fix the probl, that's not the point. I'm not offering you some miracle solution, but what I said still stands, you're weakening is as a whole, which makes it our problem. However, getting it out, excising that festering wound in your mind. It'll hurt like hell but then you can actually look at the issue without as much crap in the way."

Saera sighed and leaned her head back, "And you do realize you're more than your house right? A hell of a lot more."

"One, no I don't know your history, but you are kind of proving my point. They tried to get rid of you? Then that means you don't owe them a drop of credit for what you've done. You achieved bankai, you became powerful, you became the third seat, you forced yourself to fight and grow. Not them. Tell me, for the majority of your family, what have they done that didn't stem solely from being a member of that family? I don't know if your better without them, but you sure as hell seem better than them."

Maybe her words would help, maybe they wouldn't, but even flying blind Saera was determined to reach some kind of destination.