Making his way around the couch in a few steps, Kenpachi tucked himself onto a comfortable corner of the rug, a low coffee table at his elbow. Once again tucking the titanic sword against his shoulder and between his knees, Kenpachi looked Rukia over with his singular beady black eye.

"Y' talked to him? Don't get all excited now, little Kuchiki. 'm surprised he ain't broken the sound barrier gettin' down here." His smile widened a little, showing a fraction more of his even white teeth. Yeah, this was a definite improvement over sitting in the rain growling at shrubbery.