"Oh... Yes." Rukia blinked, lifting her gaze from the table to blink at him. Luck? Perhaps that was it. She wasn't really sure why he'd succumbed to crystal stasis in the first place, but he'd made it out again, and she was glad for that.

But she was still emotionally reeling, and she was aware that it continued to make things awkward when she remained torn between hugging the living breath out of him and hurrying to get back to normal as soon as possible. She couldn't really have it both ways.

So she chose normality, for now. They could eat soup, talk, and bid each other good night like always. Speaking of...

"The soup is probably done by now. I'll get the bowls and spoons," she said, rising to her feet.