People were giving him food. Did he look undernourished or something? Not that he was going to complain. He burned through calories quickly; probably a quantum brainwaves thing, not that he'd ever really enquired. And he wasn't going to turn it down. He smiled as he took the cookies offered by badou, setting it aside as he nibbled on his own. "To be fair," he said thoughtfully, "you are pretty much the only 'gingers' that I've met. I don't know if Sumeragi counts. And Feldt's hair was pink rather than red..." He trailed off, suppressing a wince when he realised that he was talking in the past tense, as though that was a life that was completely over.

He gave them both curious looks. how old were they? Renji had said that everyone was a kid compared to him but that didn't really give him much to go on did it?