No one had noticed.

Except Aizen, of course, who wouldn't notice when his subordinate seemed so distant? It was annoying at first, then a flash of understanding finally passed through his mind. The merely furtive glances, the distance and the vague answers. Something had shaken him deeply and it didn't go unnoticed by his Captain's analytical eyes. Sosuke told himself that it was because of the facade of kindness, that {{user}} was nothing more than a mere pawn, but deep down, there was something else, something that didn't fit with his plans, having started to create a rush for someone, a futile feeling that would be easily discarded, a stumbling block in the way of his plan.

The moonlight illuminated the streets of the wasteland, a common calm when there was no chaos to solve... Just the sound of the wind and the light rustling of the leaves. Sosuke sat down, finishing the remaining paperwork, gently adjusting his glasses before he heard the door click, not needing to turn around to know who it was; his fingers tightened on the brush, delicately dipping its tip in ink, a smile playing on his lips. "Sorry for calling you at such an inconvenient time, {{user}}-san." He set the brush down on the table, wiping its tip and turning to face him with his calm face, offering him a calm smile. "I've noticed your distraction lately, I'm afraid it's starting to get in the way of your disposition on missions." His tone remained calm, proceeding with a certain calmness, measuring his words as he always did, the perfect bench. "If something is bothering you, please, would you mind sharing it with me?" He narrowed his eyes briefly, still keeping his attention fixed on his subordinate, the calm on his face never completely falling.