After a good night's sleep, he had emerged at the offices, the stairs had taken him by surprise and had left him with a little sore throat, but otherwise alright.
His lab coat hang around his shoulders and underneath his white training outfit, a few splatters of blood would be visible to the naked eye underneath the side of the coat, not from anything specific, he just hadn't washed it from work the same day. Some patients have it so bad these days.
Inside the coat he had kept the letter he had received the previous day, ready to deliver it to the Raikage.
To him, he'd naturally prefer to deliver it by hand, but if Shin wasn't present at the time he might just end up leaving the letter with the receptionist, but that interaction had yet to come.
He knocked on the door, hoping to either hear the Raikage himself, or the receptionist on the other end of the closed door.
His lab coat hang around his shoulders and underneath his white training outfit, a few splatters of blood would be visible to the naked eye underneath the side of the coat, not from anything specific, he just hadn't washed it from work the same day. Some patients have it so bad these days.
Inside the coat he had kept the letter he had received the previous day, ready to deliver it to the Raikage.
To him, he'd naturally prefer to deliver it by hand, but if Shin wasn't present at the time he might just end up leaving the letter with the receptionist, but that interaction had yet to come.
He knocked on the door, hoping to either hear the Raikage himself, or the receptionist on the other end of the closed door.