[Of all the people present at the party, Yuri might actually be the last one she expected to come to her defense. Does he still worry that she might be fragile after that vision, or are they just that much closer now? She stares at him, bewildered, as the man next to him bears an expression of similar shock.]

[Then he frowns and jerks his hand back.]

We were just having some fun with the kid, no need to get your panties in a bunch.

Oi!

[That jerks Rukia's mouth back into a frown.]

Yuri is the leader of my guild. Hold your disrespectful tongue.

[He looks at her with a snort of laughter.]

Geez, you're both so uptight. And who'd want to hit on some flat-chested little--

[He doesn't get to finish that sentence, since Rukia just crammed her cards in his mouth, standing sharply to her feet with a disgruntled 'hmph.']

I'm tired of this game. I concede the victory to you.

[She pushes back her chair and holds her chin up, the very model of Kuchiki pride.]

Yuri, show me how to play darts.