She popped something into her mouth and blinked as she sucked on it. “Rangiku doesn’t tell me lies does she?” Those innocent reddish brown eyes looked at the captain. It was as if her world was teetering on the captain’s words. Could the woman her taichou liked be lieing to her? If that was so, what else could of been false?
How was he supposed to know whether Matsumoto had gone around with her carefree fibbing and reckless white lies again, all he knew was that the old saying of having a face stay fixed to a set expression wasn’t one he cared hearing over and over through the years. He stared back at the girl almost vacantly, hardly believing her remarkably naive stance in the situation.
"Matsumoto has a way of explaining things with omitting certain vital details, I didn’t say she was lying on purpose, she probably thought she was helping in some deluded way." the young prodigy grumbled, he didn’t want to speak too ill of his trusted subordinate and close friend, he just usually slung out his comments without considering any repercussions as was the case now.
"My point is that it’s highly doubtful my facial features will be permanently stuck no matter what expression they make take!" he huffed in a matter-of-fact tone, crossing his arms.
"Because Rangiku-chan says if your face stays in a bad face it will be like that permanently. You don’t want to be grouchy permanently right? That wouldn’t be good for a taichou." It seemed Manika was there only to annoy the poor taichou, unless he gave her something to leave.
He releases a sigh of continued frustration over the matter, seeing as she had yet to either leave or share a proper purpose for being around his office. “So you’ve elected to take advice from Matsumoto, is it, like she holds any authority on wisdom—.”
The pink haired girl just blinked at him curiously for a moment and tilted her head. “Manika wasn’t poking you hard, she just wanted your attention. You look really funky with that look though. Even Kuneho agrees.”
“Manika DO NOT bring me into this.”
"Why would I care about the look on my face?! State you business or refrain from speaking any further, if you would spare me that much!" Toshiro remarked with a sense of annoyance, eyes darting between the two.
The poking stopped for a mere moment as she stared at him. “Taichou doesn’t like poking? Are you okay? you look a little upset?”
Toshiro turns, emitting an audible and disturbed shudder over her questioning, “Are you serious, who would enjoy that? If I look upset then maybe you should accept that I am rather than question it.”
The opposition being sensed nearby, prompted the Shinigami Taichou to focus his vision onto the Quincy, she had no reason to approach him now other than to possibly attempt at a battle, he kept his hold on the hilt of Hyourinmaru.
"Do you really consider this wise…"
"Epophine, cease your poking at once or I will remove you from this place, personally!" Toshiro grumbled, tolerance wearing thin.
"Ya have to make it sound so…Professional? Basically you have a ball and chuck it at some penguin-ish shaped… things across the room. the glow is from the black lights, they make white stuff glow. hence glow bowling." The dark haired girl mentally face palmed at her explanation. "I’ll just show you when we get there." she said grabing the prodigy’s wrist tugging him along.
The description hadn’t given him the best visual or understanding over the topic but he listened anyway. Slight apprehension was apparent in his glance to her as she placed her hand around his wrist, unsure of how to respond, instead of resisting he simply followed, she seemed sure of herself and he could trust that much, at this point. “Fine.”