Renji opened his eyes. He didn't want to stare at the wall any longer. Hisoka had brought it up, had shattered his fragile illusion that he really was just going to take a nap. He had things to do before the doors opened. He needed to be responsible, to stop being so pathetic and weak about it. He'd already been pathetic and weak enough for one day.

He stood, still a little unsteady on his feet, and started pulling the sheet off his bed.