.:Seven:.
Rukia
She stood a few feet from where he was crouched over his sister's feverish form, her back to him. "If you understand, then go!"
A pause followed her words. She heard him straighten into a standing position behind her, but he made no motion to leave. "Rukia. Your power to fight hollows still hasn't returned, has it?" He needed no answer, and she offered none. "So don't push yourself too hard."
Turning her head to look at him, she bestowed a smirking smile upon his back. "Fool. Like I'd do anything to make you worry."