Flynn wanted to turn himself in for...? Rukia peered at Yuri, her expression flat for several long seconds. Then her head drooped as she heaved a sigh. "That sounds like something Flynn would do," she grumbled fondly. She couldn't think of anyone more squeaky clean than the blonde knight. In a way, he was an admirable young man, and she respected that.

But her ideals had more in common with Yuri than anyone else. It was a shame that she was ignorant of just how much he'd worried for her, especially if he was neglecting his own needs out of grief. That wasn't something she was accustomed to seeing in others.

As far as she knew, he seemed happy and casual, so she smiled right back at him (instead of jump kicking him in the face like she would have if she thought he was depressed). "Have you eaten?" she asked, adjusting the wrist clasps of her gloves before settling her hands on her hips. "I should find Raven soon, but if you've been skipping meals, we should remedy that first." Not that she suspected he actually was.

Was he skipping meals??? Did Rukia need to mom at him?! DID SHE?