[Grimmjow glances at the plate, considering the question for a long moment. His hunger is still there, still the ever-present scream from that hole in his gut, but there was another hunger, a more physical sensation, was gone.]

Yeah, I think so. Feels kinda weird.

[He stands up slowly, gathering his dirty dishes and taking them over to the sink. He knows about this part, it had been his job once. Since Ichigo cooked, he goes ahead and starts washing everything up.]

Gimmie the big pan, too.