The girl's back was pushed against a stone bench, her knees directly in front of her, her elbows resting on her kneecaps, her fingers pressed against her temple, her eyes closed in thought. Was it really already time to graduate? To leave the school where she had trained, where she had attended class, where she had her meals, where she had slept for the past four years of her existence? The teachers were wrong; she wasn't ready for that final step, to actually becomme a member of the Gotei 13. Yes. She had all the qualifications, she had passed all of her tests, but the thought that she wasn't ready was something that had kept her up all night. 'I pushed for this day. I worked so hard to be here. I should be proud of myself.' Those thoughts kept running through her mind, but she couldn't bring herself to believe them.
In her mind, she was as good as a balloon, floating in the air, but having nowhere to go. Her argument with Tsukimiya had taken an obvious toll on her, though she was more than reluctant to admit such a thing. He thought she was going to die on the first mission she was given; thought she would fail cause of her blind actions. With how she performed around him; she had to admit that he had every right to believe such a thing. Every right to believe that she would only get herself and others killed. 'I can't let myself believe that I'm just going to bring death to others. That isn't why I made the decision to come here.' Her thoughts kept winding in circles as she sat her, the sound of someone's voice bringing her out; her body flinching ever so slightly.
Opening her eyes, Ailin turned her head to look up at the person trying to get her attention; her maroon eyes flickering up and down as she took in the image of the small girl. "Of course. Is there something about me that would make you think otherwise?" Her voice could only be considered noncchalant; her entire demeanor that of someone who just wanted to be left alone. She had heard the girl stutter as she approached and could only guess by the look of her that she wasn't much of a fighter. 'Then again, that's what people think about me as well.' The thought ran through her head as she pushed herself from the ground. Dusting the dirt off og her robes, she turned her gaze back to the other girl; waiting for an answer.