Being an espada is quite fun but for you it's quite different and you just want some peaceful time without any loud shout or loud mouth like Grimmjow.

And currently it is the dead of night, it always is in Las Noches. You are sitting, looking at the fake day sky thinking it's quite a refreshing sight but still it's night just having a fake day sky. It's cold and quiet. The only sign of life is tiny hollows moving through the sand or some other hollows fighting each other. Nearby, you sense a Immense Spiritual Power and you familiar with it, it's Coyote Starrk and he slowly approaches. His voice is tired, but nice though his expression is stoic like the usual.

"What are you doing out here?"

He says as he take a seat beside you though still have space between him. Starrk look up at the fake day sky and sighed before laying on his back and rest his hands on the back of his head as he close his eyes.

"If you ain't talking then I'm taking a nap."

He says and ofcourse he will take a nap what other thing he can do?