"I also had limited experience, myself, mostly confined to those who came in direct contact with shinigami out of choice or circumstance," Rukia says modestly, watching carefully as Castiel feels the lingering power in the room. It's good to know that she's not the only one who senses the shift; the leftover reiatsu fluctuates, almost as though trying to breathe through inconstant fog.

The fact that Urahara Kisuke would leave behind such a legacy is almost poetic.

"I think we'll learn much from each other, as we already have. I will certainly keep your generous offer in mind. Is there a way that you prefer for me to reach you? I requested your presence a little ungracefully today, I admit."