"I'm meant to surpass God so whether I'm dead or alive or somewhere In between doesn't matter, my ideals remain the same. Though an ideal lacking reason, is all but useless yet even in this state I still wish to become stronger so that those I care for never have to die around me.. But in short I'm not fragile so quit treating me as if I am, also we're training now.. If that aligns with your wishes Ulquiorra senpai." The ending had been sloppy in all accounts of the name, but allowing another to feel the limelight was not something he'd had the best practice in. Nevertheless the duration of his speech had allowed adequate time to detach his hand from his 'teachers' fine features. ☆ It was however at the end of the speech that he had decided to slip from beneath his covers and land In a crouch upon the ground. Taking great care in noting the way the muscles and wounds shifted beneath the bandages. Yet he also had to provide sufficient evidence that he was in all actuality ready for the training regime, so rising to his feet he slid his hands within the confines of his pockets leaning back against the frame of the bed. "So when and where do we begin?" ☆ He knew the facade of relaxed and aloof was one less likely to warrant her quipped and blunt words. Yet mere actions wouldn't serve his purpose of getting to know his teacher he needed to create a bond. Which entailed a way of creating an opening, of inviting her into whom he truly was in hope she would slip and do the same no matter how marginal. ☆ Though not to push the luck too early he started with subtle probing questions such as. "Will you ever show me to your chambers? Also if I still wished to know what I could or am expected of doing during my stint as an hollow would you willingly give that information?" Though he knew he should be focused on training, taking an interest in her and learning her would undoubtedly be a part of it in his mind.. For if he was to face her again would it not serve to learn as much as he could.
