Renji abruptly stops his hair-fixing and just... slowly looks up and over to Rukia. Weelll. He's not sure he wants to tell her about that. In fact, he's pretty sure he doesn't. So he just snaps right on back. "At least my hair doesn't look like a bird's nest. One of the sparrows make themselves ato home while you slept?"

He's not fast enough to stop her from taking over their broken mirror. Again. "Hey!" He grumbles, clamoring to his feet so he can maybe attempt to elbow her over a bit."You don't need to take up the whole damn thing." And yeah, her hair's a mess, but he's pretty sure his face might still have... quite a bit of dirt on it.