"Normal human spirit threads look like white ribbons," she explained, "Yours is sort of shiny, and green, and I caught a glimpse of what looked like sparks coming off of it. Like Renji said, never seen anything like it."
Rukia listened to Keman's story, fascinated. It was like something out of a Western fairy tale - dragons and elves and a war against the evil tyrants - but a good deal more grim. She wondered what it had been like for Shana to grow up among the dragons, and was abruptly reminded of her own life, as a commoner in a noble family. Rukia decided that she would have to meet Shana.
"That's... amazing," she said finally, finishing her sandwich and moving on to the remainder of the soup. "And did you win the war?"
Rukia glanced sideways at Renji, giving his hand a light squeeze. Suddenly she felt like a kid again, and Renji's hand over hers made her blush, just a little.
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Rukia listened to Keman's story, fascinated. It was like something out of a Western fairy tale - dragons and elves and a war against the evil tyrants - but a good deal more grim. She wondered what it had been like for Shana to grow up among the dragons, and was abruptly reminded of her own life, as a commoner in a noble family. Rukia decided that she would have to meet Shana.
"That's... amazing," she said finally, finishing her sandwich and moving on to the remainder of the soup. "And did you win the war?"
Rukia glanced sideways at Renji, giving his hand a light squeeze. Suddenly she felt like a kid again, and Renji's hand over hers made her blush, just a little.