Spira

With the word that the meeting was over, Yylfordt wasted no time, shifting his weight and taking a couple of short steps so he was nearer the front of Apache's chair. He looked over at Grimmjow, giving him a quick shrug and a look that said Yylfordt, at least, thought that had gone better than it might have. It had looked hairy for Grimmjow at about the point that Ulquiorra was called forward to explain the fight but what he'd seen had backed Grimmjow up, so.... It looked like Grimmjow was off the hook.

And the whole thing had taken less time than expected, too. Always a bonus. The boss could really talk when he wanted.