[She at least recognizes the frustration in his face, just before she leans back. The wrench barely nicks her chin, enough to cut her with the edge, but not knock her head clean off of the neck. She retaliates with another burst of water from her hand.]

Do you understand now?

[Instead of pressing the attack, Rukia leaps backward, holding out her palm to threaten another spell.]

We are changed from what we were. It will take time and training before we are able to stand against the obstacles we now face. If you understand, then cease.