Nnoitra only half listened to Aizen witter on at length about the mission. He didn't go, he didn't see any of it, he didn't care. What was it to him if people got hurt on the way back? He couldn't find a single fuck to give. He didn't bother concealing the fact that he rolled his eye when Ulquiorra stepped up to take Aizen's place at the head of the room. If there was one thing that was worse than Aizen going on and on, it was Ulquiorra going on and on.

Nnoitra watched him with disinterest, expecting to be bored rigid and... and then he slid his fingers into his eye socket and pulled out his eye.

"What. The. Fuck," he said out loud, horror painted clearly all over his face. He, more than anyone, knew what it was like to have an eye mangled and seeing someone do that of their own volition was just ... wrong...