"Bryce Lee." Bryce stated as he shook the man's hand. Bryce had to pause and think that this man with a cross was not a quincy but he carried a cross. By the sound of his accent he had to be either an English or Irish practitioner of Christianity.  Well it didn't exactly matter as much as it did that this guy was not from the seireitei or a hollow.  How was not being a hollow was only 95% of the truth? That bugged Bryce since he liked to know the variables of battle before actually engaging. That held true for if he was fighting against or along side this individual. Bryce then realized he was wasting brainpower by over thinking it because he did seem like nice guy. Either that or he was an assassin who planned out this whole thing to get under Bryce's guard and kill him from behind. But hollows were all supposed to be monsters. His mother did mention something about there being powerful hollows that resembled a human form. Whether this man was an insanely powerful hollow or not, it was a waste of brain power thinking about it if he couldn't see any skills.

Then Bryce realized that this man pointed to the direction of his coin. "Excuse me for a minute." He told Terry Adair as he began to stroll down the aisle. He quickly made his way to a women who looked like she was focused intensely on a sort of game. Bryce wasn't one for games since he broke his Gameboy a the age of six. Even then his mother only gave it to him when he had complete down time. By down time it meant that he could not be doing a single other thing to better himself except having mario jump on top of koopas. After waiting for a moment he reached at her ears and pulled her head phone out so she could hear him. "Excuse me, did my coin land over here?"