She stood up and smiled. "Arigatou." She said, smoothing her shirt out. "We should probably go back, we can go around more tomorrow and see if we can find any other bodies."
Nieve nodded, respecting his wishes and dropping the subject. They arrived at Szayel's lab after a few more minutes of walking. "Otou-sama!" She called.
Nieve stood in what remained of the training hall with Grimmjow, her newly forged Zanpakutou in hand. The scabbard was white and the grip a jade green; she shifted her weight, waiting for her first instruction.
"No, no, no. Wrong." He hit her ankles with Pantera's sheathe, forcing her legs apart. "Wider." He stated and hit her shoulders with the sheathe as well, "Loosen up."