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Grimmjow never even turned to look at Aizen's son, simply stood there staring down the shinigami, the same bored look still on his face. Grimmjow's azure, half-lidded eyes showed off his displeasure at his current task. He listened with no interest to Kuroki, throwing insults and the like his way, then Grimmjow countered after hearing Ulquiorra's name, "Pffft! Like Aizen would trust Ulquiorra with his kids' lives. Besides, I've been busy the last twenty years, idiot! Your father obviously tells you nothing!" Sure, Grimmjow wouldn't attack Kuroki, but Kuroki wasn't the one who's orders he had to follow, and he wasn't someone who deserved any respect. Therefore, according to Grimmjow's personal code of conduct, he could insult him back as much as he wanted.

"And you call this 'under control'? Hahaha-ahahaaa!" The jawbone on the right side of his face parted with his mouth as he laughed, showing his indignant tone even more, "You're delusional, little idiot." Grimmjow's tone was completely serious again, back to it's bored tone. He hadn't turned to even look at Kuroki either, still facing the shinigami, who had stopped in his tracks. "This weakling has been tossing you around like a ragdoll. If I hadn't come just now, he'd of rushed you, and you'd be dead."

Banira shunpo'ed over just then, her zanpakutō sheathed and bankai removed, then in a commanding tone said, "Let's go. I'm tired from using my bankai." while opening the Garganta, "Now." She seemed a little pissy at the moment.

Grimmjow shrugged apologetically at Gysake, "Sorry, I don't getta waste time on you today afterall." He smirked deviantly and then followed after Aizen's kids through the Garganta. "You two enjoy the day out?" He said mockingly, as if to two small children who had been given their allowances and allowed to check out the toystore. Sure, he respected Banira a little, or at least a little more than her brother, but either way, that wasn't saying much.