Yylfordt looked at Tayuya, vaguely perplexed. "You mean try not to piss him off too much even though we're trying to kill him, his buddy, and his chick? Might be a tall order, bro."

Although Yylfordt didn't expect that he'd be taken too seriously as a threat anyway. He wasn't on Ulquiorra's level, so he'd seem like easy street to this guy.

Try not to make him hurry to kill you, however, well that was something Yylfordt was going to do anyway. He'd prefer if Grimmjow got the chance to finish off the berserker and then help out killing Red.

He shrugged. "No worries, I'll try not to get killed quick." Szayel would only request his mangled ass be handed over so he could collect the data anyway, and Yylfordt wouldn't wanna make Szayel's day like that.