It will come as a surprise to no one that my recent and longest attempt to escape the City has failed. Days pass with little accomplished; it leaves one almost discouraged.
[to Cirucci]
Spare me the excess and answer my question: What, if anything, will it take for you to disclose Kuchiki Rukia's location?
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I am tired. My feet may never stop aching. It was not that I did not take their warnings seriously. It may be futile, but it would be absurd to stop trying. Coming back does not feel like coming home; I hope it never does.
I may be breaking my promise. I almost certainly am. This does not nullify the promise. The arrancar are my enemies as hollows that would prey on humans. Kurosaki did not ask me as a friend to the Shinigami. I will not conjecture on what. Inoue-san once said it, I believe, "Kuchiki-san is the one who changed his life". I refuse to analyze it. It is none of my business.
I am attempting to justify it even now, trying to find a loop hole. I doubt Kurosaki will get himself killed, but I do not think that I can do nothing, knowing that... I may be able to do something.