"W-well, he did... um. Get us to where I could find supplies...?" Maybe Marc hadn't been able to send everyone back home or get Hanatarou to wherever the people in charge had hidden Hisagomaru, but he had done something useful. Mostly. Even if he wasn't sure just what they'd managed to get there without asking Senna, but. He still wanted to defend the man anyway.
The rest of it, though... well, he'd never had that much "greatness" to begin with. Maybe Grell had, back where he was from, but an insignificant 4th Division healer? No, not really. But missing what power he had possessed was very frustrating indeed, so he agreed with the basic idea of what the other shinigami was saying.
He glanced down at his hands in his lap and frowned slightly. "I, er. Yes? I mean... I can't really do anything like I used to, and, and I miss my zanpakuto. But what can I do about it?"
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The rest of it, though... well, he'd never had that much "greatness" to begin with. Maybe Grell had, back where he was from, but an insignificant 4th Division healer? No, not really. But missing what power he had possessed was very frustrating indeed, so he agreed with the basic idea of what the other shinigami was saying.
He glanced down at his hands in his lap and frowned slightly. "I, er. Yes? I mean... I can't really do anything like I used to, and, and I miss my zanpakuto. But what can I do about it?"