"Too bad." But he was... not grinning or smirking; his expression wasn't quite that sharp. ...Smiling, maybe?
The Espada fell silent as they ate, now content with the atmosphere in the room. They could have gone on without speaking and he wouldn't complain at all.
During the silence, it hit him that he couldn't go "home" anymore, at least, not with Cobray living there. Grimmjow still felt intense hatred for the man, and he was sure that if they ran into each other, more than a room would be reduced to cinders.
"Momo," he said slowly, raising his eyes to meet hers, "is it all right if I sleep here? I ain't going back to the temple 'cause that son of a bitch want to kill me, and Aizen's place is too depressing." If she declined, he supposed he would be fine sleeping on a roof somewhere.
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The Espada fell silent as they ate, now content with the atmosphere in the room. They could have gone on without speaking and he wouldn't complain at all.
During the silence, it hit him that he couldn't go "home" anymore, at least, not with Cobray living there. Grimmjow still felt intense hatred for the man, and he was sure that if they ran into each other, more than a room would be reduced to cinders.
"Momo," he said slowly, raising his eyes to meet hers, "is it all right if I sleep here? I ain't going back to the temple 'cause that son of a bitch want to kill me, and Aizen's place is too depressing." If she declined, he supposed he would be fine sleeping on a roof somewhere.