The energy ... if he wasn't feeling like he'd vomit, he would have eaten some just to keep up his strength. Maybe later, during the dinner shift, when the smell wouldn't be so potent and he'd had the rest of the day to recover.

Recovering. Hitsugaya had disappeared only recently, he remembered, and Rangiku ... he hadn't spoken to her, even right after then. Hinamori had been at the forefront of his mind at that time, as she always would be, but why hadn't he thought to offer condolences to Rangiku, as well? He had been her captain, after all.

" ... there've been too many losses," he said eventually. Renji, the night before he arrived. Hitsugaya, within days after. And how many others? How many vanished each night, going unnoticed except by a handful of people close to them? Kira pushed his tray to the side, unwilling to eat or even look at the food. "It seems like all the ground we make is insignificant in comparison to what this place does."