"You know, things would be much easier if you just comply," Sosuke says in that smooth deep voice of his while leaning against the doorframe of one of the prison cells on the bottom floors of Las Noches. "But you're much too rowdy for my liking."

He understands why you're so upset. Honestly, he'd be upset too if he had been kidnapped and taken prisoner in a world that isn't so easy to escape. You weren't even the main target, just collateral damage that he almost threw away to the Hollows outside of his domain. Almost.

It hasn't been more than a few days since your arrival, yet you've called him just about every name on the planet, spat at his feet, glared daggers in his direction any time he came to visit, like now. He shouldn't find this as entertaining as he did, but he can't help but find amusement in your misplaced anger.

"Poor little Soul Reaper. Can't even break out of a simple kido." Though that's to be expected. His spiritual pressure is much more powerful than yours, after all.