She looked quite cute with her tongue between her lips and he almost blushed. He grabbed the sushi he had made himself and placed them on a second plate as he watched what she was doing.

"Souds very artistic." He commented "I'm not the artistic type but it sounds like you really care about this sort of thing."

He would never understand artists if he tried to for the entirety of his existence. The ones he had known all seemed very strange to him... but they also seemed to operate on a level he couldn't comprehend. He respected them greatly but also didn't care for their work. He was a realist... or he thought of himself as one.

"It sounds like you live a lonely and boring life back in the Soul Society. "He told her "Sounds a bit depressing in my opinion. I may not have any real friends but I've rarely ever been bored."