One minute he could breathe relatively easily and the next minute there was a redhead all but falling on top of him. His bruised ribs protested the added weight, but Daemon was so surprised by the Shinigami's fall that he could only blink up into the face now mere inches above his own.

Knowing laughter would quickly piss off the redhead, he quickly stifled the urge, although golden eyes glinted faintly as he peered up at Renji. "Or you could do both at once," he murmured, having gone carefully still beneath the redhead.