Psychosocial
Looks like it clicked this time. “Fine, you don’t want respect. What about the voices that mock you? Do you wish them silenced?” Ichigo and the hollow didn’t agree on much, save for the disdain of the Soul Reapers as an organization. However, the hollow counterpart always wished to work towards its undoing instead of enduring their stupid problems. Perhaps that was because he was a hollow, perhaps not. Hichigo cared little for reasons, for his goals were absolute.
“I do. I do wish them silenced. They laugh and they cry, they’re humor and tragedy.” he looked over at Hichigo, his golden eyes meeting up with his, “Some don’t feel anything at all, but those others who insist on mocking me.. they’re the ones that need silence. Though saying it is much more easier than doing it…”
"Well, if you're so scared of breaking the rules, teeter on the edge. Scare the piss out of em. I'm sure you know how to scare someone into submission.." Hichigo chuckled, his predatorial eyes staring into the cold and calculating ones of the man next to him.
