"I... thank you?" Rukia says, brows furrowing momentarily, although her smile remains on her lips nonetheless. It must take a pretty clueless shinigami, she thinks, not to notice that a living human's actually been able to catch sight of them. Or perhaps there's more to this man than his reaction gives away, perhaps even a desire within to put an end to reapers — there's certainly been no shortage of persecution over the years.
In the end, speculation seems to do Rukia little good. She's never been the most intuitive, she supposes, awkwardly stepping while trying to get a better look at the young man.
"What exactly were you doing for you to have run into reapers before?" she asks, quirking her lips to the side.
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Date: 2012-08-22 12:53 am (UTC)In the end, speculation seems to do Rukia little good. She's never been the most intuitive, she supposes, awkwardly stepping while trying to get a better look at the young man.
"What exactly were you doing for you to have run into reapers before?" she asks, quirking her lips to the side.