Renji returns a grin, albeit crooked, as if he’d forgotten to do so properly. He turns from the graves before them, brown eyes meeting that of his comrade’s, a silent thanks, before clapping him roughly on the shoulder.

“C’mon, Kurosaki. Let’s go get something to drink.”

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Renji was never one for fine sake.

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