Shunsui would have jumped at the chance Stahma offered. Maybe he wouldn't have gone as far as she was offering to go, but he would have at least played the game with her until both were as good as in bed together, even fully clothed. Distracted as he was, it took Ukitake a moment to realize exactly what Stahma was saying. He coughed on a startled intake of breath, and a hint of color rose to his cheeks as the ghost beside him elbowed him gently in the side. "Come on, Taicho. You need someone to keep you warm, like my Masaki did for me."
"I- " Ukitake wrapped the blanket tightly about himself and held it there with white-knuckled hands. "Thank you. You are being more than kind." He closed his eyes and tried to banish the image of Kaien's wife lying dead before them, of the other Soul Reapers of Ukitake's division who had perished with her. "It would seem, however, that Kaien will leave only when he chooses to leave."