（ he's been without his shinigami powers before. he can feel it, that severance of reiatsu, the place power has lived all his life in him. but there's no point crying about it — whatever this is, it's just another barrier between he and yhwach. this could even be a dream, it's not like he hasn't learned his senses aren't always to be trusted.

they've done their introductions, he's flatly he doesn't give a shit about this mayor person (his exact words may have been 'what do i care what some asshole like that has to say?') and now he is staring at the door like it owes him lunch money.

ichigo has not done the assignment. the letter lays unopened on the dresser. he lifts one foot and kicks the door — it rattles the wall and the door in its hinges, but it doesn't budge. and the power behind it... definitely only human.

he scrubs a hand through his hair and, angrily, ）

Ah, what the hell! I'm tired of this place! You, Steve, wasn't it? You sure that Mayor guy didn't say anything else?

（ he... was not paying attention in his own dream. par for the course. ）