She smiled at Keman. "Yes, very unique. Unless the spirit threads of all dragons look like that!"
Frowning in concern, Rukia hoped that Renji was right, and Valyn hadn't died back in his own world. "Yeah," she said, "Maybe it was just a close call." She looked up at Renji, adding, "We've had plenty of those."
Rukia looked at the girl Keman pointed out. For some reason, she had taken it for granted that Keman's sister (obviously not by blood, but no matter) would be here. Perhaps it had been the way he talked about her, or perhaps Rukia was simply getting used to more and more people coming here. It was not a heartening thought.
Reaching for her glass of juice, Rukia edged a little closer to Renji. Despite all their worries, his presence was reassuring. She kept her attention focused on Keman, though; hopefully he would stay with friends during the night.
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Frowning in concern, Rukia hoped that Renji was right, and Valyn hadn't died back in his own world. "Yeah," she said, "Maybe it was just a close call." She looked up at Renji, adding, "We've had plenty of those."
Rukia looked at the girl Keman pointed out. For some reason, she had taken it for granted that Keman's sister (obviously not by blood, but no matter) would be here. Perhaps it had been the way he talked about her, or perhaps Rukia was simply getting used to more and more people coming here. It was not a heartening thought.
Reaching for her glass of juice, Rukia edged a little closer to Renji. Despite all their worries, his presence was reassuring. She kept her attention focused on Keman, though; hopefully he would stay with friends during the night.