Allen wasn't sure if he ought to be relieved or not that Rhode also thought it odd that these Shinigami people likened themselves to God, but it was probably a really bad time to point that out. Fancy title or not, Renji was helping him look out for the people he cared about and even the people he didn't.

Arms folded in his lap, Allen waited for Renji's reply, but was surprised when he heard his answer. "It's for the best," Allen insisted. "It's difficult enough trying to leave this place without fretting over getting stabbed in the back by other patients. Please."