At first I was convinced the Host meant for us to plummet to our deaths. The sudden disappearance of the hotel and it's surfaces is not comforting in the least.
Although I will note my gratitude for being back in my own ... form.
They are both my bodies, just one is younger. I wonder how it works. Is it mine, or not.
From the seventh floor, you can see everything. And I do mean everything, so I suggest getting dressed in the cupboards or under a sheet. I won't name names, but this must be how the Heaven's would work.
Lets be thankful that no one can sneak up on anyone now.
This... is so... freaky. I wonder if this is what Xigbar feels like?
It's kinda cool.
Uh. How are we supposed to use bathrooms now that everything's invisible? Or, y'know, change our clothes and stuff like that?
Where am I? We aren't in Soul Society, are we? I can't feel any reiatsu (is it normal not to feel my own reiatsu?), and...Tobiume is missing.
Has anyone seen Tobiume? Hitsugaya-kun? Abarai-kun? Kiba-kun?
I have to--
You didn't mean it, right? ...Right?
That was messed up.
I was so short as a kid, yo. I couldn't type straight either.
...this is even more messed up.
I'm not lookin' anywhere. I'm stayin' in bed, yo. With the covers over my head. And a buncha lollipops in my pillowcase.
...'cause seriously. What the hell, yo.