"Nothing… just something along the lines of, was it something that you… ugh… blame her for?" Colin got the words out at last, not particularly enjoying the feeling of the phrases in his mouth. Truth be told, he did not like the idea of asking someone who seemed so… hostile towards the woman's death such a question. He wish he would have just kept his mouth shut; he also wished that he was better at not telling the truth. But Colin Washi was an honest man, and therefore he felt like he had to say what was on his mind.
It was a bit of an awkward pairing, between himself and her. Colin let his feelings rise to the surface often, but he did not cope well with sadness and despair. He was bad at expressing himself when such things happened; he preferred the solace of his family for such things, or consuming himself in his work, or otherwise… getting away from it. Colin did deal with it and mourn at his own pace; the woman before him, however, seemed inclined to prevent that.
Colin took the pace of her comment, looking back into the woman's eyes as he stood before his door. "Yeah, alright then. We'll meet again sooner, rather than later. And I can meet this special person of yours." He told her with a slightly tired smile, still reeling a bit internally from everything that had taken place. Then, the mood shifted; she gazed at him with eyes that had intensity. Colin had been in his fair share of battles; he could tell intent on his person fairly easily. It made his skin crawl, a shiver moving up his spine.
Colin's eyes locked back into hers, and in that instant, his gaze changed. Gone was the common everyday man. His eyes shone emerald, light pouring slightly from them. His eyes were slit like a birds, his entire body tensing. Ulv's massive aura was imposing, yes, but against a creature that thought itself untouchable… well, it was like a bear attempting to scare off an eagle.
The Eagle could always just fly away.
Then, he heard her question. His face turned to her completely, his body pivoting as a peculiar sensation warped over the area. For just an instant, Ulv could feel it. Hollow, Shinigami, and… something else. The energy of Colin's own body, independent of his Zanpakuto. He was used to being challenged. He was used to being called out, to having his presence demanded. These days, it did not happen as often; but certain habits died hard… and responding to a demanding gaze was one of them. The flaring surge of power knocked the door back, a strong wind billowing outwards from his body. And just like that…
Colin let it go.
His eyes closed, and when they opened again, they were his relaxed expression again. One of his hands slid into the pocket of his jeans, before withdrawing a single feather. "Here. You hold onto this. Careful; it's sharp as a knife." He told her, tossing the feather to the woman. He assumed, at least if she had Mirja's skill set, that she was at least slightly as skilled as she was. As long as she gripped it along its sides, she would be fine; but even if she didn't, Colin had thrown it slightly to the side of her, so that it would not cut if she could not catch it.
"If that turns brown, then yeah, something's wrong with me. I worked out my Hollow problems; if I ever need more help…" At that point, he gave her a genuine smile. "I'll call you."
The aura he was releasing after that was just himself, his normal aura was hopefully enough to reassure his family that everything was fine.