Tesla frowned softly, "Sadly, I do not remember much..." He closed his eye, remembering seeing Nnoitra being slain as he laid uselessly in the sand. He remembered crying for his master. But, the next thing he knew, he was awake and alive in the middle of the desert. Tesla sat up and groaned in pain, reaching to touch his wound. But he was surprised to see that it was completely healed, only a pink scar remained of where he had been slashed. It took him a long while before he could find a replacement for his torn clothing, but after it was replaced, he set out on his own. Tesla's eye opened slowly, "I only remember hearing about Aizen-sama's defeat and the collision of the three planes of existence when I had returned to consciousness..."