there are creatures in the night to haunt you

Hattori still walked with a limp, the length of his toe throbbing with every step he took. In time it wouldn't be an issue, but for now he knew it needed tending to. That if he left it any longer he ran the risk of getting an infection, which may in turn lead to more strife further down the road. With Tojo still so new and fresh, there was plenty to be done, stores to be managed and roles to be assigned but Hattori knew well enough a woman like Gin knew a thing or two about healing. That if asked she would see to his wounds and perhaps even tell him stories as she did so.

And thus he sought her out.

It wasn't very difficult, for as ghostly as she appeared her scent was thick around these parts. Present and focused as she put together a space to work, to be in quiet moments like this.

"Gin." He said in greeting, imagining she knew well enough to know why he was here.