"Wahh….18! That seems so young! Like a baby~ Heh~"
"So, Ichigo-san….how old were you again?"
"That’s asking me to do the impossible. When my friends are involved, I will always worry.”
“We are doing the best we can.”
"And in the meantime more people are getting hurt than necessary."
"Ichigo-san, we’re doing the best we can, please don’t worry too much."
"…’When I do come’? These are my friends that got hurt. My friend that died. I should always be here for them. I should never be unable to help a friend.”
"I’m sorry Ichigo-san, we cannot ask too much of you…..I understand how you feel, we know we can count on you in the long run though…"
"For some, yes. For me it’s nothing new."
"Hmmm….It can’t be good staying up late all the time like this…"
"…Must you play it in here, Fuyuno? Besides, the infernal racket is giving me a headache."
"Ah, gomen…isn’t it a bit late to still be doing work?"
"But that doesn’t mean anything if I can’t be consistent. No one wants to count on someone they don’t think will always be there."
"We don’t expect you to be there at the drop of a hat, we are merely grateful of your help when you do come, Ichigo-san"
"What are you doing?" Sometimes he really hated human inventions.
"Hehe….it’s just kind of fun…found one the other day. Lighten up Hitsugaya-taichou~!"