Ururu saw what a hard time Rukia was having, and moved to help the shinigami inspite of her own agonies. It was such a fundamental part of her that even as she sniffled, the girl wanted to do something.

But Rukia made it on her own, leaving Ururu to climb up beside her. "Last night." The girl folded her hands in her lap, looking down quietly at them. "With Rangiku-san and Ichimaru-san. The ghost was after Rangiku-san, so I tried to stop her."

But she hadn't. Ururu had tried, and it'd done no good at all. And worse, Rangiku was hurting too because of it. Because Ururu messed up.

The thought made the girl cringe.