Yylfordt greeted Grimmjow when he returned with a nod, and a concerned look. He looked, well, like he needed a shower, although jokes about cats and baths were coming to mind.
He was tired. Seriously tired. And the worst bit was that he knew that absolutely no one in the Palace was going to get any sleep between now, and when Wonderweiss finished whatever he was doing, and then when that happpened, the proverbial was going to hit the fan, one way or another.
"Aizen's gonna love this," he said.
He'd missed it all, too. The wyrm, the alarm, his six top Espada going out and getting toyed with, his number three going for Marluxia.... Something told Yylfordt that Aizen was going to have his unhappy face on the next time they saw him.
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He was tired. Seriously tired. And the worst bit was that he knew that absolutely no one in the Palace was going to get any sleep between now, and when Wonderweiss finished whatever he was doing, and then when that happpened, the proverbial was going to hit the fan, one way or another.
"Aizen's gonna love this," he said.
He'd missed it all, too. The wyrm, the alarm, his six top Espada going out and getting toyed with, his number three going for Marluxia.... Something told Yylfordt that Aizen was going to have his unhappy face on the next time they saw him.