"Talk... About what?" Tsuzuki gaped in surprise. The Commodore was done? Had he disappointed him? The talisman whip died away, and just as the one before, it was gone moments after he let it go. The shinigami just stood on the railing, staring down at the marine. His black trench coat rippled in the light breeze, and his brown locks fluttered around his amethyst gaze. He didn't know what to say.