"I think it's been close to three for me, but again, the odd time fluctuations has worn on me," the shinigamu replied.

She looked up at her food before sighing and pushing it further away, her attention turning to the broken pieces of her pencil. She took the pointed end and started to draw, just sketchy figures to start with. Maybe if she started to draw, something would come out on its own.

"Sage-sensei," she said quietly after a moment, "I'm afraid Renji's death is about to cause a drastic shift in the paradigm of Art & Crafts. I think I may end up contributing to it, and yet the thought does not bother me."

She paused. "That bothers me."