Saya stood there, unsure how to react.

She had to know that when it came to hand-to-hand she couldn't hold a candle to his freakin' city of lights, and even with her sword it didn't matter. Plus, unless he was stupid enough to get his head cut off or something even if she did manage to hurt him he could always just go into his resurreccion form and heal said injuries before completely annihilating her. Even with his wounds only closed up, not healed, killing her would be as easy as killing a newborn hollow. That's what made it so difficult not to. If she got killed by someone "on Diva's side" that would just satisfy her little delusion of being the "hero" and even though she'd die, in a way, she'd still win. But the girl was so stupid she probably wouldn't listen to anything that made sense.

"Why do you want to kill her, anyway?" He asked flatly, like asking what she wanted for lunch.

"Because she's evil!"

"Says you. But who put you in charge?" He responded with the same tone, countering all of the energy that came from hers.

"She's killed innocent people! Hundreds- perhaps thousands of them! She treats people's emotions like they aren't worth anything and cares only about herself!"

Diva said nothing, but Grimmjow actually chuckled at those statements.

"You're how old again? Look, no one is innocent. Not completely; babies whine too much and bother others. Second, at least hundreds of people die a day. Third, they aren't. But even if they were who the hell taught her how? It's like expecting a blind person to appreciate a fancy view. And lastly… we're all selfish. Especially you, you little turd."

Diva, despite the completely tense situation, began giggling hysterically as she stumbled away holding her stomach. Saya on the other hand, seemed repulsed by his statement.

"What makes you think you know anything about me?" She spoke, all-but gritting her teeth.

"Your kind's easy to figure out. There's people in all our species that are like you and you're a friggin' dime a half-dozen."

He didn't let her speak again before continuing.

"You act like you're the judge of the world; declaring who's right and who's wrong. And then you pretend like it's truth just because you think so. Then you go running around blaming other people for stuff that was just as much your fault as it was theirs."

"You're wron-"

"For example; that little kid that was your brother. Or chevalier- whatever. You blame his death completely on your sister. But that's not all there is to it."

Her eyes narrowed, apparently the chick didn't want to hear what he had to say.

"Too bad."

"Where were you when this was going on?"

A scowl added to her ticked off expression.

"I was searching for Diva."

"So killing her was more important to you than protecting that kid."

"That's not true!" She yelled, stepping forward.

"But it is. If it wasn't you wouldn't have left him alone."

She stepped back, and her face lost some of its hostility.

"Looks like she can accept sense after all."

"And it's the fault of everyone else that cared about him for not being there to help him or not being strong enough."

"You can't expect that of people! Humans aren't strong enough!"

"You can expect that of people, 'cause I just did. And then it's their own fault for being human."

"So they're supposed to change what they are just to become stronger?"

"If they cared about that kid enough, then yeah."

Her face was red now, and if she'd been a guy he guessed she might've tried to take a swing at him by now.

"She will anyway. That's what we all do when we don't want to talk anymore, regardless of the reason."

"What you want to believe in is that things have to be a certain way. But they don't. That's the kind of crap green little weaklings believe and having been alive so long you've really got no excuse; sixteen-year-old body or not. Your sister still acts like a kid… but you still think like one."

Saya recoiled as if she'd been poked with something hot and he knew that at least some of this stuff'd gotten through to her.

"Probably not enough though."

She took a breath and closed her eyes.

"Talking isn't of any use. You may not be a chiropteran… but you're not human either."

His eyes narrowed.

"So?"

"So…"

Her hand stuck out and held its hand open, receiving a sword from the man behind her who quickly stepped into the comparatively small room alongside her as the girl's eyes opened; fiery red pupils glared at him. Diva began to walk up to him as well, but he held out his arm to gesture for her to stop.

"I'm more than enough for two delusional little kiddies."

"But you're still-"

"If they've got some game I'll just get more serious."

He rolled his head around his neck, cracking it he did so.

"Come on you brats."