Yukimura hadn’t eaten anything but the blood and coffee Akihime provided him, even so, he seemed to be suffering very little adverse effects. He hadn’t even remotely begun to go feral, but Akihime would still need to keep a close eye on him.
Jin was still housebound, told by Mitsuhide that she still wasn’t well enough to leave yet, despite all of her wounds having healed. For the time being, she busied herself with whatever she could, but at times it felt like she was moving through a dream- it felt false.