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         ❝Mhmm, that’s what I thought.❞ His smile returned as he extended a hand to her, intending to help her up.

Adeline, as always, was quiet, staring up at him with a soft expression. Nothing had particularly caught her interest, there was nothing unusual about his scent, the mess of his hair, and the way his clothes were just thrown on at the last minute. Sighing quietly, she placed her elbow back on the table and leaned her cheek into her hand. 

She hadn’t expected for the question to be thrown towards her, but Rukia gave no protests as she turned towards the girl sitting on the bench. The Shinigami was quiet for a few seconds, considering what exactly her answer should be before she blurted out anything. 

"Okay..." Slowly, Adeline trailed off, frowning a bit at the girl just a few feet away. "So...what're you doing?" Dragging her gaze down the other's apparel, Adeline also raised her brows, "And what're you wearing?" It wasn't like she hadn't seen clothing such as hers, but it was a little odd to see the girl running around like that with a sword strapped to her hip.