It wasn't necessarily an odd hour to be calling, but Shisui rarely slept at a decent time. Except for when people called on him unexpectedly. They always ruined a much-needed nap. Even if it was way too early in the evening to be calling it a night.

A little disoriented and a tad grumpy, Shisui forced himself off the couch to answer the door.

He was groggy, but alert enough to immediately notice the bad leg. The bruise, however, held his gaze for the longest time. "Sasuke?" The door is held open, and Shisui pushes himself off the frame to make way for his cousin. "Come on in."

A glance at the scroll. "Everything alright?"