Aquamarine orbs turned in Orihime's direction long before the woman finally burst through the tree line. Her sheer horror was breath-taking, how beautiful her pain, but how foolish it was of her to come alone. Why did she care what had happened to those stupid enough to gawk at a hole in the ground?
Her spiritual pressure wasn't anything worth note, though it did taste...unique, somehow. No doubt she could probably see them and their own reiatsu must have drawn her here. But what did she hope to accomplish now that she was here?
"Hey, Ulquiorra." The big idiot pointed toward the girl as if Ulquiorra hadn't already noticed her arrival and approach before he had. "Is she the one?"
"Apparently you lack sight. She's trash." He stated plainly, cyan eyes closing without care.
"Oh?" Yami approached the girl, a wide grin spreading over his face. "I'll just get rid of her then."