The Hollow immediately took note of her - though it was less for her tone and more for her words. He hadn't been sure of just who she was before. But now he was certain.
Blythe.
The woman he'd spoken with twice through the communication system. The first time had been on the malfunction day, and in spite of his own shortcomings during that time, she hadn't seemed to be all that bad. The day following, however.. well.. she'd been far too quick to save face. And she - and Kain - had been far too easy to bait.
His grin spread further, but his footsteps kept their even pace as he circled along the railing and then back toward where she stood, near the door. "That's funny," Grimmjow finally said as he neared her, his voice almost a low purr. "I wouldn't have thought that your little pet would've left you all alone like this."