It was a fine consideration, as Soul Society itself was an absolute madhouse, and he wasn’t exactly truly on the inside of their workings - he realized, at times, his strength was more or less tolerated, watched over… he trusted all of the eccentric Shinigami as allies, of course…. regardless of circumstances that now and then left the belligerent youth with more questions than anyone was willing to answer. He nodded, sagely, and nearly hit the top of that obnoxiously bright head on the underside of the desk he was currently folding his long self under.With a scowl and a squint upwards towards the offending spiritual lumber, an almost sheepish amber gaze was directed once again in the soft-hearted captain’s direction. “I figured ya’d be the only one to be alright with me, here, so I hope ya’ don’t mind me accepting your offer in advance, …. the 11th Division almost found me, again.”