A Time to Rest?

Sunari's expression was indifferent as she studied him for a moment. After the pill he seemed a bit better, but he didn't feel energized from it so she wasn't entirely sure of the effects. He didn't appear to have too much difficulty in talking now though, and once again she looked him over but with a look of concern now on her face. Physically he'd be fine after rest, so it was the mental she was worried about. Sighing she sat down lightly on the bed next to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. The two wolves that had helped escort him dissolved before their presence, turning into their simple mist forms.

"Ichiyou, I need to have a talk with you: what happened before you fled Soul Society?" internally she winced, but she needed to know sooner rather than later, and beating around the bush wasn't often her style to begin with. Everyone had a different reason, and they often weren't easy to deal with for most. Having someone to talk to about it helped some people to feel more relieved. "You may tell me anything and everything you feel comfortable with, and I won't tell either of the other two. But if something is bothering you then I would be happy to listen, and I will happily ask you anything you want of me," she thought for a moment before wincing visible, "To the best of my ability that is."

Ichiyou was not surprised when he was asked about what happened to him, he cast his gaze down to his lap and he softly bit his lip. Sunari had the right to know as they where now master and underling, but still it was a hard thing for him to talk about, he had never told anyone before, not even his own captain, with a sigh he tried to form the words together, “I-It’s how I got my hollow, well I think it’s the thing that formed him, or trigged him at least,” his ice blue eyes flicked to Sunari for a moment, “I-I was working late at the 4th Division’s medical bay, I-I always enjoyed the night shifts as its normally very quite, but-but this time someone staggered in just before I was getting ready to go and the next team to take over the way he walked made me think he was heavily injured so I went over to help him…”

He trailed off for a moment, talking about it seemed to make his body remember the pain, his hand went to his torso his fingers trailing over the scar that now marred his flesh. “he was not hurt, but was severely drunk, I could smell it on him but as soon as I got in range he grabbed a hold of me, it happened so fast I was not too sure what happened at the time but he had pinned me to one of the beds,” he shivered like someone had dropped ice down his back, wrapping his arms around himself to try and guard himself against that feeling, “H-he then started too-too touch me before flipping me over onto my front, I was able to get a hold on myself at that point and started to fight against him but he was stronger then me and-and ended up doing this to me.”

He slowly tugged a side his black top, reviling a small slit of a scar on his torso, it seemed to stand out sharply seeing as it was the only mark on his skin, “H-his zanpakuto passed right thought me and into the bed, but he did not stop there, he then…. He then…” Ichiyou screwed his eyes up tight, a few stray tears sliding down his face, he could not bring himself to say it.

"You don't have to say it."

Her voice was gentle, and only fused with a bit of command so he might take some comfort that she wouldn't expect him to go further. Already in her mind she'd put together the likely events, though the stabbing was just an added bonus. It wasn't hard to add in the word he refused to add and she took a hidden deep breath. Her eyes had looked over towards the door, and then tightening the hand on his shoulder, she turned back to face him. "I can't tell you to forget it...I can't tell you to get over it...but at the same time, I don't want to let it consume you either. Just like your hollow you'll have to beat it, overcome it but...at your own pace. And anyone that dares try that to you now will be forced to fight for you instead."

She smiled at the end, a certain dangerous glint in her eyes. Rather than harm they would become Ichiyou's protectors...in the form of blood wolves and as a source of strength for her to fight with. One of the mist wolves floated over towards her and her free hand went up to touch the middle of it. In a matter of seconds it became more noticeable as a pink tint to the air and she turned her smiling face from the wolf back to Ichiyou. "As I said, they will fight for you instead, they will defend you the moment they try to harm you."

Now she just hoped he felt a bit more comforted than alarmed. Someone in her past had once said she was hit and miss in her attempts, but it was always the thought that counted.

(I think I'll leave this topic, if no one minds?)

(EDIT: Since you guys are away for now...)

EXIT: Somewhere else