Wonderful, things only could get worse. The quattro espada had lost against the quinto. It was such an unusual outcome, yet he expected it to happen, as their chance was a 50/50. It was either a win or a loss. This card game turned out to go against his luck. How naive of Ulquiorra to think he was going to beat Nnoitra in any which way. He might was ranked higher and stronger, but a card game had nothing to do with their ranks. He sighed and eyed the Quinto Espada. His empty green hues staring at the winner of this game. "You have beaten me." He stated coldly and was actually unsure, whether this bet was going to turn out good or bad. He had handed his will to Nnoitra for the rest of the day, and the days at Hueco Mundo were able to be dragged ever so long, especially when Ulquiorra had to follow the rules and will of Nnoitra. But a bet was a bet. And the loyal Espada was not going to break the bet anytime soon. He never disobeyed anyone, unless it was an act of foolishness. He grabbed his mug and took a sip from his tea, closing his eyes while drinking it. His legs were crossed and again did he think of the worst, with having Nnoitra being his master.
"So, what will your plans be? What are your intentions?" He would hope that Nnoitra would not abuse his win, but knowing the Quinto, Ulquiorra would need to expect the worst thing. Nnoitra wasn't much different than Grimmjow in the eyes of Ulquiorra. He was just less annoying and more patient when it came to challenging someone stronger than himself. Of course did he knew, Nnoitra loved fighting as much as Grimmjow did, but he was easily bored by weaker opponents, which made Ulquiorra believe, a fight would be something the Quinto could ask for. It would be a waste of time, but Ulquiorra would have no other choice but to obey to any wishes or orders from Nnoitra for now.