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~~Surprisingly~
Ulquiorra narrowed his golden eyes, glimpsing a little shadow approaching on the distance.
But . . . it was slightly strange.
And as the shadow approached, Ulquiorra's eyes widened the slightest fraction when he recognized it.
Or, her.
The white little Hollow that made his instincts go rampant, was returning.
"Why?" He had questioned when she finally reached him, his golden eyes piercing and alert for any kind of lie.
"I don't know."
"Foolish."
"Are you going to leave?"
"There is no destination in Hueco Mundo, it's clear I won't remain in the same place."
"No, I mean if you're going to leave me."
" . . . "
Surprisingly, he let her, a weak little Hollow, continue to follow him.
But at least his instincts were settling down.
Though, he was still unsure of the strange feeling in his Hollow hole.