[He shoots Aizen a glance when he actually gets an answer, then turns his gaze back to the drink. He swallows hard, but throws the rest of it back, mostly to get whatever-it-is over with.
He can't even tell if Aizen is being truthful, because everything he says comes out the same; Sounding like sweet poison.]
What I enjoy is a good goddamn fight, but I don't sense anyone else with a decent amount of strength around here.
[He's squirming still, heart rate ticking up as he pulls his jacket off and loosens his shirt with a huff. His eyes are even dilating, making him look more feral than usual, especially with sweat starting to bead on his forehead.
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He can't even tell if Aizen is being truthful, because everything he says comes out the same; Sounding like sweet poison.]
What I enjoy is a good goddamn fight, but I don't sense anyone else with a decent amount of strength around here.
[He's squirming still, heart rate ticking up as he pulls his jacket off and loosens his shirt with a huff. His eyes are even dilating, making him look more feral than usual, especially with sweat starting to bead on his forehead.
The illusion is already starting.]