"The line between caring and uncaring is thinner than race paper." Eaon said as Aki continued about. She seemed like the typical captain to him. Way too damn proud of herself or her rank. She seemed like someone who really had no idea which way way up in the world, that's probably why she was lost to begin with. Eaon knew exactly who and what he was, and he didn't feel the need to run. As much as he may not have liked it some days, Eaon's place was in the Court of Pure Souls.

Eaon didn't bother even going into the philosophical things wrong with only using your Zanpakutou or Kido to toy with people. Murder be it in times of war or in any other situation wasn't fun. Eaon also didn't think that it as good for the Shinigami to think of it in such a way. It seemed that Aki's thoughts on how Shinigami should behave in battle was quiet different from his own. And considering the way she sounded he sincerely doubted she'd be much of a challenge on the battlefield. Then again, they never were.

"If this is it, people lack will power." Eaon said as she got closer to him. Every inch of her wet, naked body coming closer so she could run her hand to his chest. Eaon wasn't nervous around other bodies or other sexes like some people got. There wasn't really a reason to be, a body was simply that, a body. That wasn't to say Aki wasn't attractive or that this wouldn't be thrilling to Eaon, its just, her hand upon his chest wouldn't find a chnage in his heart rate or the way he acted. Eaon was trained to see through these things, and be able to deal with it, and he was very proud of his training.