Who gives a fuck about sight! People are always quick to judge and it's fucking infuriating. I could murder all those smug bastards in a heartbeat!!!

[He walks around as he rants, practically foaming at the mouth at the end of it and goes quiet for Orihime's monologue. When Shurk makes her decision, he glances up at her, stilling and drawing in a breath when she takes his hand.

He gets over it seconds later, his voice doing its characteristic crack when he's excited, sad or emotional in general.]

I FINALLY GET TO MURDER THINGS! LET'S GO MURDER THE WORLD, SHURK-CHAN!!!