Kensie appeared soon enough, sans his haori. His arms rippled with the muscles built over years of training, his gate easy and relaxed as he approached the older captain, his friend. He tossed his own pack down beside Ukitake's, pouring himself some tea and sighing as he sipped.

"You know the only reason I invited you was to have you make me tea while I'm out there," he teased lightly as he sipped the delicious brew.