Inari took a moment to compose himself before entering the meeting chamber. He had ran back to his living quarters at the 10th squad barracks. He was taking a moment to change and compose himself. Even if he had been talented, he was but a mere third seat. His family may have blue blood, but it was still on the cheap side compared to some of those who made the ranks of the shinigami. So getting an audience with the captain commander was something he'd like to look presentable for. He may never have liked all that kind of stuff when he was doing it for his family but that was just the thing Inari was the type to do something for himself. And he did understand how important first impressions would be. 

As a second seater, there may be times where he would have to stand in for his captain at meetings. Either way, he was part of the inner most circle of elite shinigami. On paper he was a equal to half of them. Plus, he figured better to try to make a good impression on the boy that was to be his captain. He didn't know how he felt about having a captain that was younger than him...At least he was fairly sure he was younger, in many ways he still looked like a boy to Inari...

Regardless, he would likely be working under him for a while. A captain and their second could work together for many centuries, if not their entire shinigami career. And while Inari didn't know if he had aspirations to become a captain, this was partly because He was a one step at a time kind of person. Perhaps now that he had taken this next step up the ladder he'd like the view enough to stay. Perhaps he would be tempted to climb higher still. Only time would tell. 

Now, dressed in a more fresh shinigami uniform, and slightly more put together than he sometimes bothered to do, the slender young shinigami entered the meeting room. He bowed respectfully to the pair. "I apologies for my tardiness. Abe Inari reporting for duty."