[he remembers children standing against the entirety of soul society, dismantling customs that have been there, since eons, and suddenly he does know the other side of that, even if he wasn't physically present and merely set those cogs in motion. Soul Society endured. Nalawi, clearly, did not.

it's so damned complex and requires so little compassion or at least a schooled compartmentalization of that compassion. he's not going to make any real friends here when push comes to shove and he sees where the pieces should fall and damn anyone who disagrees. not that he cares too much about making friends or expects to keep them when they learn the truth.

but for now, that mission is only a hypothetical puzzle to be completed innocently in what-ifs and but-if-i's on his own time. it only looks like he has the moral high ground, because he has the benefit of having time and no risks to playing with the angles.]

I could understand it, if it proved that they wouldn't stand to be caged or relocated or even sealed.

[Benihime tuts gently in his head. Is that what we do to gods now, dear heart?]

To try nothing else... There must be some here with the quite the bloodlust.