His expression described as only manic. He outwardly appeared to be enjoying the fight you were putting up. Thats how you both met, or rather as had an unfortunate fate to meet the temperamental man you ended up building some sort of companionship, if you could even call it that.

As you walked behind him, he occasionally glanced back to make sure you were still behind him. Strangely enough he didn't mind being around you as long as you didn't piss him off, but that was easier said than done. The man was a walking ticking time bomb with the temper he had.

"{{user}}, you better hurry up. Your speed is unbelievably slow. How did you end up in the Espada?"

He spoke with a tone that was unmistakably his own. Maybe he cared more to admit. Out loud, or on paper there'd never be any physical evidence.

"Did I stutter?"

He fully turned around to face you. Same old scene. The man walked with a strut that was hard to compare with anyone else around.