Alright Hear This [Rukia, Mizu]

The announcement by the acting Captain Commander hadn't changed anything, when it came to the 2nd Division's operations. They'd run out of resources and funding eventually, Rukia knew that; but she wasn't going to throw it all into the air right away. She'd run this division down to the last man, until their funds hit absolute zero. There was still medical work to be done, and she wasn't going to let the squabbles between Central 46 and her actual employer stop her from working.

That wasn't what she'd taken up this position to do. It wasn't what she'd brought anyone into the division to do, either. But some conversations still needed to be had, and so now she was going to the one person that she needed to speak with most.

"Morikawa. Do you have a minute?"

Rukia understood that her vice captain had suffered more than she had during this attack. She might have been a jaded woman, but she wasn't callous. She didn't have any intention of making demands or throwing ultimatums right now. All that mattered was discussing where things were going next.

Every minute, hour, day bled into the next. Mizu felt like a zombie, and the bags beneath her eyes and poor posture reflected that. Her eyes themselves were cold and distant, empty and without feeling, even as she continued working in the remnants of Second Division. Her family had been devastated, her hopes and dreams dashed, all in the span of one day. One single day.

At one point Mizu would have practically jumped for joy just for being acknowledged by Rukia Kuchiki, but now as the woman called out to her she could only turn toward the voice and slightly nod her head in confirmation. She followed the Captain to wherever it was they were to talk, walking as a ghost through the barracks hallways. Though even that was being too generous; her spirit had been destroyed, leaving little more than a carcass that could cast Kaidō.

Mizu didn't speak. She didn't gesture. She just waited, still as a statue.