"Honestly, Renji," Daemon sighed in exasperation, grabbing his napkin from his food tray and handing it to the redhead. "No wonder you're swooning on me. Stop casting things when you've already been weakened. And yes," he added, glancing at Renji. "River should be fine. I think she's capable of singlehandedly protecting all of us, let alone herself."

Although he was rather worried about this 'mood' Renji said she was in. That was never a good thing when it came to unpredictable females.