The shock of hearing that Renji was dead was enough to overpower any possible realization that Gin was actually keeping quiet. Kira stared down at the food in front of him, mostly unseeing, and tried desperately not to imagine what that death must have looked like.

If this place could take away their powers up to the point where someone like Renji could be killed, then what chance did he have? Renji had been brought to the brink of death again and again and had always come back ready to fight one more time. For him to be dead ... Kira couldn't even imagine what kind of enemy it must have been to do that.

"I see." It was all he could really say as the waves of despair rung through his skull. Despair, of course, tinged red by hate - transferred from his prior hatred of Gin to a sudden new target. This ... whatever that thing had been that killed one of his closest friends was quickly ascending the ranks of loathing in Kira's mind. (It landed neatly in fourth place, just below the traitorous captains.) He glanced back at Gin again - it may not have been you, but I'm sure you would have been happy to be the cause.