The girl once again smiled in Ika's general direction as he more or less agreed to let her stick around in his ragtag group of fuck-ups, Arrancars, and Vizards. Most people would be a bit more competent as to what the situation entailed, it was giving up a Victorian Home to live in a sweat box but this girl was never going to see it that way while blinded by her more than apparent lust. She followed him eagerly, obedient as he began to make his way towards Hueco Mundo. The act brought a small smile to his face, and he had long since began to cool his jets on the whole leader deal.
"You will be staying in one of the many rooms here, you can pick an unoccupied one that suits your fancy honestly. As for rules I'm a simple man. Don't blow the fucking place up unless there's an invader, and don't piss off anyone that helps us or that you can't beat up. Pretty simple rules."