Tayuya looked smugly pleased with Grimmjow's decision to stay and answer before he jetted off to this oh so important meeting. As the subordinate of another member of the clan, she wasn't invited, and wasn't supposed to know anything that went on in it, but she didn't expect that would actually be what happened.

She laughed at the options Yylfordt presented, however. "The fuck? Wondertard? Or Arc?" That little pissant looked like a twinky version of his dad. Or the berserker, who was obviously Grimmjow's best friend in the world.