Issui should have probably expected Sullivan to come poke at her leg, but she didn't. At least not quite this suddenly. Oh well. She leans back out of his way a bit as he prods at her leg. She hisses in spite of herself when he finds the worst of it.
"Well, I fell off the nets pretty well," she says flatly, eyes wide. Maybe she shouldn't have said that. Oh well. At least Renji gives a straight answer, even if Sullivan sounds very... Sullivan about it.
Speaking of Renji... she glances over. He looks mad. Issui reaches out to rest a hand on his shoulder again. Sullivan's annoying as usual, but there's not much point getting worked up about it right now. She turns back to their mentor. "Yes. We did."
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Date: 2015-01-20 08:15 pm (UTC)"Well, I fell off the nets pretty well," she says flatly, eyes wide. Maybe she shouldn't have said that. Oh well. At least Renji gives a straight answer, even if Sullivan sounds very... Sullivan about it.
Speaking of Renji... she glances over. He looks mad. Issui reaches out to rest a hand on his shoulder again. Sullivan's annoying as usual, but there's not much point getting worked up about it right now. She turns back to their mentor. "Yes. We did."