Talking with Allelujah had been interesting. Renji liked the kid, who seemed pretty un-kid-like about certain things. But that probably came from growing up in a lab, which Renji didn't even have the capacity to imagine. He figured it had to be something like growing up on the streets, in that it had been brutal and unpleasant and a lot of other negative adjectives, the kind of thing that turned you into either a survivor or a corpse.

So he had a place in his heart for people like that, to be sure.

The nurse suggested he go get his coat, which turned out to be a good idea, and he even thanked her for it. Since he was trying to turn over a new leaf, kind of. Or maybe not. He wasn't sure what the hell he was doing at this point, if he was being honest with himself.

The cold didn't really bother him. He just huddled in his jacket and enjoyed walking around a little, wandering aimlessly across the field.

[Free to a good home!]