Daemon chuckled, his lips curving further as he leaned against one arm, relieved that the room wasn't spinning any longer. Apparently whatever Renji had done had helped for the time being. "We were both speaking in the same language, last time I checked."

Perhaps he just had a strange sense of humor tonight. He wasn't quite sure why he was baiting the Shinigami, but that didn't mean he was about to stop, either.