Szayel moved to a cloth covered box and grinned, pulling off the cloth to show two tiny helmets and a small breast plate, "I made him armor so you can dress him up."
Nieve grimaced slightly. "I'd go hungry as well if you didn't remind me I need to eat somedays." She said, clipping the small helmets onto the chicken.
"I didn't take it as one.. I just wish I had a better sense of time here." She said, but it wasn't uncommon to not know what time it was, the days were always the same.
"Thanks... I'm not exactly his favorite person at the moment." She said, standing up. "We'll probably have to get you a gigai from my father, unless you don't want humans to see us?"