"Zantabraxus," he growled. He was not about to be dismissed like that, whatever she thought. And he certainly wasn't going to allow the conversation to continue on this track. "Rukia does not want to hear about that." He shot his friend an apologetic glance.
"She's quite a fighter herself, Zanta," he said, trying to distract his wife. "She's been teaching me a few new techniques."