[ when will hijikata learn... punishments are only encouraging? in response, his lips curve upwards into a disarming grin, head tilting to the side. ]

Surely, you should have learned by now... with a threat like that, you're practically inviting me to call you an exhibitionist.

[ ooh, mister hijikata, ooh. but he's right on that second aspect! not only is it rare for threats to ever scare tsurumaru in the first place, they're even less threatening when made by an injured old man... but tsurumaru did track his house down to see if he needs help with anything, so he's happy to do what hijikata asks. though, it's difficult when most of the bandages are hidden beneath his clothes, and is that a dark red mark that he sees— ]

Here, take off your robe. [ or, just the top part? unless he feels wild? ] That way, it'll be easier for me to redress everything.

[ and while hijikata is or isn't complying with that: ] I may not look like it, but I'm pretty good at this kind of thing. You have no idea how many times I've been to the repair room. Maybe every other day, or so? It's almost like I lived there. Because of that, treating wounds like this is almost second nature — they're usually mine, though...