Nero Aeigs
He didn't really expect a kiss, but his heart didn't exactly mind. A thought passed through his head that he might really die of a heart failure, instead of wounds. "I'm aiming to be a Captain of the Fourth Squad, so there's no way I'm not going to help you." Nero said as he turned around and impaled the oncoming Swarm before kicking him into Sui's ash tray. "You, Sui or whoever else is going to need my help." He did also want to add that his injury was nothing, but that was both a really old cliche and a blatant lie. But, he had a way of fixing it, should push come to shove.
Now that he was able to actually cut someone, moments before tossing them into oblivion - his kill count was quickly rising. Not that he was keeping count. At least, he stopped keeping count after he realized it was something that someone from 11th Squad would do. There were a few Shinigami grounded, one landing on the top of the nearby roof. His spiritual pressure seemed to be around, so he wasn't dead. Yet.
"Sui, Nishiki. Can you cover me?" he asked, but before either could reply, he already shunpoed off towards the wounded man.