Shuei Setsuna

Taking a sip of the offered mug from the amused woman who seemed to be at a very youthful advantage and undisturbed by herself in ways this man has been enduring the whole time. Her story was interesting. The talks of pride didn't surprise him. Seeing as how the Arrancars didn't had pride they wouldn't be were they are at right now, being pushed back like mindless barking dogs by the Shinigami. Blinking with little glances over her as he seemed to wonder if he should tell her why he was confused. Or why he felt 'self-pity' in his abilities. The thought of it stuck on his mind like glue and paper. Taking into perspective of hers he simply takes in sips of the hot cocoa that didn't seem to defeat his cold hands but it quenched his thirst or more to say a dry mouth. Though when he listened the bowels of his mind was in fact troubled once again. Voices surging through his head. "Kill kill kill kill", was echoed in his head by none other then that killing bastard. Letting it roll of his mind and his stiff shoulders he finally comes to understand that not everyone can be happy and leaders such as themselves must lead great impacting examples. As nighttime sharpens in his mind with darkness stirring that only wakes through great abandonment of his own defenses will it ever slowly truly corrupt him. A light whistle with a low yet long pitched tone to it escaped his lips. The room was rather quiet to were only the soft blazing fire was heard. Feeling its warmth was enough as he stood up and began to believe to unwind himself from the darkness of his own true self.

"I am sorry to hear that miss Ayame." He replies simply as he sets the cold empty mug on the table in which she grabbed it by. Staring into the empty mug he turns to give a small glance at her. Wanting to smile yet unable to emerge it was a nuisance. The feeling was that of a taunting person or thing in which you can never grasp. The feeling of expressing was yet to be forgotten and this woman had ensured it within the remaining sanity of his lost soul. Rememering a small flashback to where the only tme emotions ever came to him at most need was were his body was resurrected once more only through the struggle of changing from what he saw was where sadness and hope overcame the barges of insanity and ruin. Though her powers were impressed from that reiatsu his own power would overpower hers yet. There was another secret of his that none know. Keeping it solenoidal like a wire of secrets he knew too much but way too young for it all. Feeling this was not his place. He takes a full turn and looks at her.

"Letting souls die is something I cannot forgive. My feelings of despair and sadness is but a fraction of what else I deal with. Never underestimate one's emotions. They say emotions can be the key to do just about anything. As I know anything is almost possible which is what I fear that something within me might be set loose. And with the secrets I hold due to it and what it knows is what I've been fearing everyday since the moment I defeated it.If there is a secret you can share is how to use Ransōtengai, or known as Heavenly Wild Puppet Suit. As I will also tell you that one of my scientists may be willing to create a machine to revive those lost memories." He simply pokes the emptiness of the room's midway of length of size with his right index finger. Causing friction with reiatsu as it literally tears open a pathway momentarily. The darkness of the void is seen and not even the brightest of flames could ever be shined upon such a pathway. Shuei takes a final look at the woman. Unwilling to just fall into pieces he digs into his leather pants' pockets for something. Finally finding it he tosses it to her. A small capsule of some sort that glistens of silver and orange from the fire's light. Within it resides a small paper. The scroll to activate a Garganta manually by showing its true trick. Though as much as trust may go on he had much more to say than this but maybe another time was best needed. For now he will simply give but small details.

"Since we will be allies, the Quincys, Vizards, and the Espada are now allies. As for that capsule is only for your eyes only. For if anyone reads that material, I will forever hunt you down. I do not underestimate you nor should you as I am not stronger nor weaker through even one advantage and if that is experience, through one of our most unachievable forms that none has ever seen. I shall never underestimate you. I am the mask you wear that hides your sadness as you will be mine. I bid you farewell for now. I am sorry for being a disturbance. Its only because of myself and whats been going on that had crippled my mind and spirit. Though thanks to you I know I can overcome this unspeakable coil of emotions and set of pride. As another token, I promise to give back your memories, your life, your name. Whenever you wish it as I have other things to attend to for now. Thank you for the hospitality and to see me is instructed behind the paper's instructions of Garganta. Our new home..." This fight could be her last fight or his own. Though brushing this sad atmosphere off his stiff shoulders he smiles lightly as he enters the dark void. Letting go of this messy conversation he now had friends. Something his old disruptive self did not have. Having his head in the clouds and worlds upside down, Shuei Setsuna disappears within the darkness of the void and notices the music that drifted from the room into the pathway was echoed into nothingness; stopping. Getting away from it all he shall see to it that his plans will impact this world unknowingly if it may. Change was needed so much between the three worlds that it kept pursuing its methods in the mind of Shuei. He was gone. Away from Ayame as he heads to a place where seems to be disturbed though his senses. The sense of battle. Emilie Whisper, his fraccion was battling. Curiosity taunted him as he gave into it and diverted his walkway to that blasted woman. Though he'd look different from what he used to, hopefully his reiatsu would give away himself.