#ask;amera

O-oh.

Not that Milana had any problems with little frogs in particular ( because they were actually pretty cute ), but it was by now the - fifth or sixth little critter her daughter had found and placed in front of her, while other ones before were butterflies or little caterpillars she could simply free in own garden ( so that Amera could visit her little ‘pets’ ) with frog now jumping slightly over her table it was something different. 

Especially because they had no pond. 

Maybe - yet - when Kenpachi would hear about it…. alas!

“Hm~ that’s quite a cute little one, you did very well to catch it so gently~”

A little bit of praise, before she pushed back her chair and would stand up. The little caught amphibian was luckily to be brought to her in own work-place, means, her division, and Captain in charge and care for everybody around had quite the beautiful pond to watch and relax at. “How about we give him a new home? I believe Ukitake-taichou would be very happy about such a cute little new friend~” 

While waiting for the girl to pick up the new treasured being, the female Shinigami would open the door and let her out, let her decide where the small frog ,now again nestled in careful hands, would want to live. And given that her daughter was visiting these division-grounds fairly often—

A soft hum was his initial response to the tugging on his hair, after all, the Arrancar had realized her presence soon enough - the reiatsu one of the very few he would really react on. So when the little phoenix approached, Elden hadn't turned around, silently waiting for whatever she wanted to do and finish. 

It was good he had actually sit down, seeing that Amera's aim had been his hair, and as soon as he felt slender hands pull away, he glanced up at her, trying to get a glimpse on whatever she had done.

He couldn't really catch it, but when hand extended to feel whatever it was, soft petals made itself known against skin of his fingertips, serving for his hand to retract a few moments later, more as to not destroy the arrangement she had done. The Arrancar would see later, just which flower exactly it was - just what exactly it represented. 

“Ah, thank you Amera. Join me, will you?.” Grey eyes glanced up from the book he was reading, now, instead of his usual place, at the table in the the middle of the room, mainly because reading one or two pages would serve as a good distraction between completing his tasks on hand, maybe just some things to fill out. The tea that was, without a doubt, filling the room with a very nice flavor, would just help with it even more.

The large piece of literature was put aside, a second later the delicate cup taken up with his free hand, just to lift it and take a sip of what his Fracción said was self-prepared. A hum was the answer to it, and he would put the brew down again. “Very well, it has a nice flavor.”

Making tea in a surrounding like Las Noches was something – special – indeed, mainly because of their Lord favoring said beverage above any other one, so in meetings they would get served the best on hand, and many had by then tried to perfect the way of preparing a tea, especially inside the Espada’s premises, seeing that every once in a while the commanders would come to a visit, for Starrk himself, it was just a normal occurrence. This special one was fairly good, as Amera had done a perfect job in learning.