Renji snorted. Trust Rukia to say something like that. Even if it was mostly true. He gave Rukia a thoroughly hairy look, just because she no doubt expected it, then turned his attention back to the... girl? boy? Whatever.

"There are several groups. Mine calls itself Arts and Crafts." He shrugged. "Can you fight?" Not that it meant anything, but it didn't hurt to know. "What are you good at?"

He glanced at Rukia again, then back at the Ed person. "By the way, this is Rukia," he said. "She also fights the monsters at night. And likes drawing."

He nodded at Keman's comment. "Not everyone can fight," he said. "But everyone can work toward escape in some way."