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"I know you are, Nel. But the thought of seeing you chained and locked away... It hurts. I don’t want that to happen to you, because I care too much and want you to be safe from harm." The Substitute Shinigami had copius emotions within him for the green haired beauty joining in the current war. Fear, sadness, a sense of protection. Ichigo made a promise to him self and Nel that he would protect her.
His head shifted downward, hair covering his tawny hues. This decision wouldn’t be easy, but it needed to be made quickly. Still, Nel was an Arrancar, and all Shinigami hated Arrancar, but Ichigo would try his best to explain how she was different. “Okay, I’ll take you with me, but please be careful.” As the words spilled out, hands were placed on her face tenderly as he tried to form a smile, but to no avail. There was too much grief at this point for an elated moment.
The greenlette hadn't entirely thought about it from Ichigo's point of view, let alone knew he cared that deeply for her. Originally, after realizing the ginger had many female friends that he was close to already, Nelliel had given up and assumed he saw her as a little (or big) sister. After all, he had seen her mostly as a snot-nosed child. A soft smile grew upon her lips, glad to hear that she was a greatly admired friend of the Substitute Shinigami.
Gently removing his hand from her cheek, the Privaron Espada nodded firmly in understanding, almost mockingly returning the gesture by messing up the teenager's hair with her fingers. "If memory serves me correctly, it's you that should be careful. I don't want to have to save you time and time again, especially when I'm not up to par, not in this form, that is."
At her question, Ichigo could only shake his head slowly. He never meant to disappoint Nel by not asking her for assistance, the harsh reality was that if Juha Bach had seen her in this form, she would be taken and placed in shackles just as Hueco Mundo’s queen. Seeing Nel suffer would pain Ichigo’s heart greatly.
"Nel, Quincies have the power to steal bankai. It doesn’t matter if you’re a Shinigami or Arrancar, without your bankai, you would be rendered completely useless and taken hostage by Juha Bach. I would never allow that to happen to you. For some odd reason, a couple Quncy tried stealing my bankai but failed."
"Itsygo," she began with a stern look in her hazel eyes, "you're forgetting that Arrancar don't have Bankai, so there is nothing to steal from us. Unlike Shinigami, our release forms are literally an extension of ourselves. Unless these Quincy are able to steal and reuse body parts and soul pieces, our Resurreccion cannot be stolen.
There was something about Nelliel's expression that softened to a point that made her seem cute, but there was a tone in her voice that made sure that anyone who was listening would not take her words lightly, that she was to be taken seriously. "After all, our zanpakuto are only meant to seal our powers. Otherwise, we would always be running around in our release forms. I am much more useful to you than you think, Itsygo."