Rangiku hummed a soft lullaby as the white haired child slept. Toshiro hadn't been himself ever since he ended up turned into a zombie and brought back to life. The child remained unresponsive to the things that went on around him. A soft hand reached to brush the white lock of hair away as the child shivered involuntarily.
Something caused her to look at the doorway. She saw that the purple haired Quincy child was looking in. Her purple eyes were filled with worry instead of hatred and anger. Rangiku had seen her around and had seen the hatred this girl had towards Shinigami. The woman opened her mouth to invite the girl in, but she disappeared.