It's pretty clear what Ichigo would do, were he given the chance. Scour the city, for one. Walk through all of the streets, walk up and down the sidewalks, walk far into the wilderness that stretches out around Darrow — every effort made to dig under the surface of a wall they haven't yet been able to penetrate. It feels like a bit of a betrayal to cut losses, sometimes. Rukia's instinct to drive and drive isn't necessarily any less than Ichigo's, although it's better tempered, and enough to have her reaching out and tugging him by the pocket, trying to trip him into taking a seat.
"You were studying, and you were learning a very important lesson in patience," Rukia suggests, the excuse sounding thin even to her own ears. "And leaving now would be taking three steps backward for the latter. So sit. I'll bet that I can calm you down enough to fall asleep tonight."
Rukia pauses, tilting her head. "Or knock you out trying."
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Date: 2012-10-18 03:13 am (UTC)"You were studying, and you were learning a very important lesson in patience," Rukia suggests, the excuse sounding thin even to her own ears. "And leaving now would be taking three steps backward for the latter. So sit. I'll bet that I can calm you down enough to fall asleep tonight."
Rukia pauses, tilting her head. "Or knock you out trying."